Rare shot of the Greater American Golfreak, Golfus freakus, in its natural habitat–searching for lost discs in the woods. Normally a very shy creature, seldom captured on camera, but easily identified by its characteristic call of, “DAMN!” echoing through the woods near the shopping cart looking things in which the discs are supposed to land, but often do not.
Um…dude? The pretty side of you is your other side. Generally, flutter-bys pose with their wings right side up and landing equipment down.
The likelihood of a disc’s having landed in a particular spot is directly proportional to the number of thorny bushes growing in that area and the population density of the mosquitoes.
Creek’s drying up, but still a pretty spot.
I found one little cray yesterday, but didn’t have my camera, so I took it today. I think these two are Cajun dwarf crayfish (Cambarellus schufeldtii), but I didn’t collect any to look up close and personal, so I’m not sure. I like the little guy–he looks badass, as if he’d like to come up out of that water and run me off.
Eastern box turtle, obviously not in the mood for socialising.
If my nostrils were that big, I’d hide, too!
Took this with the timer and it’s crooked because the top of a disc golf basket is sloped. I’m trying to smile, but succeeding in a grimace because when I grabbed P’s arm, it was clammy and wet with sweat. EWWW! As you can see, I’m the caddy/photographer. He roams around with a 170g disc in his hand, I carry the bag with the rest of the discs, the towel and first aid kit, the water, the camera bag, scoresheet, pen and of course, my itty bitty iPod because I am a modern and trendy caddy. 😉
No reason, I just like ivy growing on old, dead trees. It’s kind of like the tree gets a second chance to be green and pretty.
Honeysuckle. There’s a ton of this stuff down by the 12th hole (P calls that “The Green Mile” because it’s 725′) and the air all around smells like a little piece of heaven. Sniffy-sniffy-sniff. Ahhhh!
Dunno what kind of tree this is, but those little spiky ball things look like maces. 🙂
P said his Creep Radar went off when he saw this guy (the one in the background–foreground is P, not a creep). Fuckin’ weirdo only grudgingly got out of the way when P was trying to take a shot. I told P I could go tell the creep that we ran a website dedicated to the identification of pedos and that if he didn’t get the fuck out of the way, his picture would be on the front page tomorrow morning. Heh. He did move, though…eventually. Never said a damned thing to us, either. Creepy, you betcha!
I love this little bridge.
Just because it’s pretty. I looked this flower up once, but have since forgotten what it is. Doesn’t matter–it’s pretty.
This spider really needs to clean up his property. Neighborhood’s gonna go to hell, property values go down and the next thing you know, there’ll be ants running a crackhouse.
Okay, that’s it for today. 🙂
