I caught a wasp in the kitchen window with a glass and piece of cardboard, then let it go outside. I’m not much troubled by wasps and bees these days, although when I was a kid we used to be pretty terrified by yellow jackets. They were aggressive, could sting you repeatedly, and were pretty […]
Tag Archives: Arizona
We were walking on the short bluff above the Little Colorado River on the Navajo Reservation in Arizona, looking for archaeological sites. Though surrounded by empty desert, we scoured the surface and found plenty of evidence of past occupants. Pottery shards littered the ground among the greasewood wherever the sand had been blown off down […]
“Those eagles, like angels, don’t distinguish between work and play. To them, it is all one and the same.” Rebecca Wells, Divine Secrets of the Ya-Ya Sisterhood 2002 – I saw an eagle the other day. I was in a mass of traffic moving north over a ridge, when out of the corner of my […]
