


If you haven’t brushed up on your geography lately, a watershed is an area where runoff collects into streams that drain into a river basin or particular body of water. In this example of an urban watershed, it occurs in a corner of the parking structure under the stairs. The urine runoff from the walls, and dark corner, collect into streams that drain into a big barf basin that is replenished by people who drink too much alcohol, or people having withdrawals, or people walking by who puke from the rancid smell of the urine streams. I’ve read that urban watersheds such as this have become much more common in urban landscapes across the country.

Can you find Bruski in the ȠE BU QUE RQUE sculpture?

I was awakened by thunder this morning. As I drove into town I could see scattered thundershowers all around. The photo above has two showers the were moving from west to east. The thundershower on the left reflected a very subtle rainbow from the rising sun.


A five photo summary of a friend’s wedding I photographed this afternoon.





Our cosmos have started to bloom, and the roses are putting on another round of blooms. The little white and green flowers in the second and third set of photos below are a wildflower that busts open like fireworks. It reminds me of dill, and the wasps and butterflies love it.

A pillow with racing stripes parked next to my MX-5 this morning. Maybe it felt a kinship with the MX-5 being close to the same color and having racing stripes; although the pillow did not have a parking permit. I park on the 6th level of the parking garage, that, by the way, I was banned for life from in January 2016; however, the parking permit department didn’t get the memo that I was banned for life, and they issued me a parking permit to park in the garage I was banned for life from over a year ago.
For my “green” red car update, I’ve been driving to schools this week to survey sites and facilities in order to update fire escape plans. With people coming back from vacations, and getting ready to go back to school, there has been a lot more stop and go traffic in my normal daily commute. But then, with driving to different schools, I did a lot more city driving, and ran into a lot more road construction over the past week. My mileage dropped a full mile per gallon this last tank of gas to 39.1 mpg (16.62 kpl) driving 352.8 miles (567.8 kilometers). That’s not too bad for more city driving.


We where walking on the levee well after sundown, when we heard a cry that sounded somewhat like a monkey. We looked in the trees, but could not see who was crying. Then we saw a bird jump from branch to branch. Finally a Copper’s Hawk settled on a branch where we had a better view, and I was able to get photos of it through the branches and leaves. It jumped to another branch where it was mostly hidden, but then a much larger bird, flapped it’s wings closer to the Cooper’s Hawk; but it remained hidden behind branches and leaves. The Cooper’s Hawk flew back to another branch where I was able to get another photo of it before it took off into the bosque. A Great Horned Owl (possibly Virginia) flew out from behind the branches and leaves into the bosque a few moments later. I presume the owl was after the Cooper’s Hawk’s chicks and the Cooper’s Hawk was trying to distract the owl with it’s crying. Great horned owls are three to four times larger than Cooper’s Hawks, and could easily make a meal of an adult Cooper’s Hawk, which is probably why the Copper’s Hawk was not attacking the owl.



A bee, I’ll call Wild-B, was minding his own business collecting pollen on an echinacea, when another bee, I’ll call Sam-I-am, started buzzing Wild-B. Wild-B held his position and stuck out his pollen laden back legs as he tried to block and discourage Sam-I-am from buzzing him. Sam-I-am was quite pesky, but finally moved on after a Bumble Bee landed on the echinacea. Wild-B also took off once the Bumble Bee started making his way around the flower in Wild-B’s direction.








