We are a commune of inquiring, skeptical, politically centrist, capitalist, anglophile, traditionalist New England Yankee humans, humanoids, and animals with many interests beyond and above politics. Each of us has had a high-school education (or GED), but all had ADD so didn't pay attention very well, especially the dogs. Each one of us does "try my best to be just like I am," and none of us enjoys working for others, including for Maggie, from whom we receive neither a nickel nor a dime. Freedom from nags, cranks, government, do-gooders, control-freaks and idiots is all that we ask for.
Bird Dog made an error when he posted that Bobcat photo this week. That was not our place in the mountains, which is still entirely snowed in, no doubt because of global warming. It was the ranch of friends, outside San Francisco, which we visit every year and where we ordinarily shoot wild pigs (but we failed to find any this trip). Here's a shot I took of their typical ranch landscape, last week.
I don't know where that is (looks like it could be on the range that runs along the West side of the San Joaquin Valley, but I am guessing that it is one the range that forms the San Francisco Peninsula.
And I don't think that is "dunes" stuff, but I am not a geologist. I suspect that it is fault-zone rubble with an ancient fault running along the right-hand edge of the trees toward us in the picture.
And I suspect the Pacific is to the right, and the upslope fog wets the ground enough to support the trees, but the down-slope flows don't get enough water squeezed out of them to keep the right side of the picture green.
(And I think glaciation may have been a factor there.)
Laurence F. Sheldon, Jr.
View in foothills of the Mount Hamilton range south of San Jose is toward the southeast. The bare slopes face the strong afternoon sun and the trees are on the cooler north sides. Mostly live oaks with bay laurel in the shady canyons. The geology is, I believe, Pacific Island Arc tectonic accretions stirred up by the nearby San Andreas Fault. I'm obviously not a geologist. No glaciation, Mr. S.
The area inhabited by Valley Quail (no partridge, Mr. FM), domestic cattle, European boar (with some feral cross-breeding), ground squirrels, doves, red-wing blackbirds, barn swallows, and multiple finches, towhees, juncos and the like. Avian predators are Cooper's hawks, red-tail hawks, bald eagles and golden eagles. On the ground are bobcats, foxes, coyotes and cougar.