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Chipmonk On Prickly Pear Cactus   1 comment

Chipmunk on Prickly Pear Cactus — Image by kenne

Watch him long enough
and you begin to feel embarrassed—

all our tools, our gloves, our careful distance,
while he leans in bare-faced
to the red fruit of the Prickly Pear Cactus,
accepting risk like the weather.

A better citizen of this place
than most of us passing through.

Chipmunks Love Cactus Fruit   Leave a comment

Chipmunks Love Cactus Fruit — Image by kenne

Chipmunks love ripe cactus fruit, and this is the season for picking.

Our Little Friend Is Back   2 comments

Chipmunk On Patio — Image by kenne

On November 9th, I posted “A Patio Visitor.” It has been returning almost daily and seems to feed
mostly on seeds falling from the bird feeders. We enjoy watching it dash around on the patio.

 

A Patio Visiter   4 comments

Chipmunk On the Patio — Image by kenne

We have a new friend on our patio, a chipmunk. In the 13+ years we have lived in Tucson, this is the first time one has visited us.

In Hiking, The More The Struggle, The More The Reward   7 comments

Hiking Blackett’s Ridge — Images by kenne (Click on any of the images to view in a slide show format.)

One of the most popular and difficult trails in Sabino Canyon is the Blackett’s Ridge Trail. The is 6.2 miles with an elevation change of 1810 feet. Starting at the Sabino Canyon Visitor’s Center, the trail attracts runners and hikers alike, some making the trek several times a week. As part of a published hiking schedule, the Sabino Canyon Volunteer Naturalists (SCVN) lead, hikers up to the trail’s end, providing a close-up wow-view of Thimble Peak, the canyon riparian area and the Tucson valley. Once up on the ridge, first time Blackett’s hikers begin to feel as if the trail will never end with several up and down climbs before finally getting the trail’s end in site.

Often at the end of the trail, chipmunks will greet the hikers. This behavior occurs because some good intending hikers wrongly feed our little friends. On this particular hike, a Cooper’s Hawk soured above the canyon.

kenne

“There is an ecstasy that marks the summit of life,

and beyond which life cannot rise.

And such is the paradox of living,

this ecstasy comes when one is most alive,

and it comes as a complete forgetfulness that one is alive.”

― Jack London, The Call of the Wild