Except as noted, all images copyrighted by and should be attributed to E B Hawley.
I had become many eons ago a traveling literary gnome, inquisitive about places I had and had not visited,
walking the same paths of peoples from the past, through places once grand and still grand,
photographing images that now show me the places about which I still dream . . .

Wednesday, December 5, 2012

Butterfly Activity at My House

Most of the butterfly activity appears on two or three stalwart flowers,
all the more reason to focus on butterfly-attracting plants.

Sulphur butterfly on a rose in early December.

Butterflies known as dainty sulphur, painted lady, and copper, enjoy a meal together.

Copper butterfly content with left-overs.

A skipper and a painted lady.

And then they fly away.

Tuesday, December 4, 2012

Winter Butterflies

     What an unusually warm winter this year. Flowers and butterflies maintain busy lives in the warm temperatures, and I maintain great interest and love for them, happily chasing them around my garden, camera in hand.

White checkered.

Common mestra.

                           
Gray hairstreak, closed wings.

Gray hairstreak, opened wings. 

Gulf fritillary.

Red admiral.

Sulphur.

White checkered skipper.

Crescent.

Sunday, December 2, 2012

Afternoon Ducks and Parhelion

     North Texas enjoyed (or not) warm temperatures this week. We still have water in every pond, some at full capacity, and plenty of grass in the countryside.

In the late afternoon, the sun, the clouds, the grasslands, and a road.

A parhelion.

A pumping unit bringing up oil.

Decades of erosion expose the roots of a tree in an area 
damaged by saltwater extracted from the ground during drilling. 

An oil product, perhaps paraffin, held together the clay soil during erosion,
leaving interesting formations.

A calf watches me as I capture the hooded mergansers in flight. 

Hooded mergansers.

MyMrMallory stopped the truck for me to capture some American widgeons.

    Speaking of birds, we had some very nice sightings during our afternoon visit to the countryside: Several Red-tailed hawks, a Northern harrier, a couple of American kestrels, many meadowlarks, about  ten Hooded mergansers, approximately thirty American widgeons, a solitary sandpiper, a Grasshopper sparrow, seagulls, and a Swainson's hawk.

Friday, November 30, 2012

Fall and the Barred Owl

     She is in there, somewhere in those trees, for the evenings. Comes in, wings spread, swooping into the branches now red or yellow or purple, bluejays trailing boisterously around her, and she perches, unconcerned about me.


Thursday, November 29, 2012

Microscope Sequoia

Rummaging through a drawer, I found an old microscopic slide
belonging, perhaps, to MyMrMallory.
See Wikipedia to read about S. sempervirens




Such treasures one finds in an old home! 
So I brought out my (also old) microscope to get a better look at the slide. 
Mind-boggling to see such a tiny part of such a gigantic tree.




Friday, November 23, 2012

Calla lily



November Butterflies

Buckeye

Painted Lady

Red Admiral

Danaus gilippus

Papilio pergamus



Bugscuffle, Texas

     MyMrMallory found Bugscuffle on Google Earth. We could not resist not going. We found a busy community spread among thousands of acres of thriving farmland.
     "Where are we?" MyMrMallory asked Joe Koff, a friendly fellow from nearby Electra, whom we found fueling his truck. A neighbor's dog ambled over to sniff us and join in our camaraderie.
     "We are in Elliot," said Joe.
     "Do you know where Bugscuffle is?"
     Joe laughed. "See that barn? That's where Bugscuffle starts."










Wednesday, November 21, 2012

Fall Beautiful Yellow






Nikon Coolpix P7700, f2.2, auto ISO 80 - 400, auto WB, manual, slight cropping.



Tuesday, November 13, 2012

Micro Landscape with Cows

At first, one can see a hill. Upon closer study, one can see from above two cows standing in a lake.

I call this micro landscape "Two Cows Strayed from the Mountain Path."

Sunday, November 11, 2012

Sandhill Cranes Arrived in North Texas

    After spotting them yesterday from the helicopter, we returned to the wheat field to confirm approximately two hundred sand hill cranes. They danced as we approached, then rose, boisterously, to fly away from us. 

Let Lovely Turn of Phrase Begin

JMHawley Gave Me a Kiss to Build a Dream On

Listen, will you? I think that . . . literature, poetry, music and love make the world go round . . . while mathematics explains things; I fill my life with them, then go walking in snowy woods.
Let us go then, you and I
like two etherized patients floating
through life, together feeling prufrockian.
DDB Jr. makes my world go 'round; during his absence, Pachelbel fills it up.
One summer I sailed across the Atlantic Ocean, then through the Gulf of Finland to reach Saint Petersburg; I pursued Joseph Brodsky in its alley ways. I dream of making that two summers.
I read “Biking to Electra;” found my way in a Jaguar car, and glanced at the flashing steel grasshoppers at sunset. I’ll follow K.O.P.’s footsteps after he followed N.Scott Momaday’s; find warmth and inspiration on a rainy mountain.
Throw chinese coins for the I Ching.
Save the whales, the spotted owl, the woman in toil.
Cast a fly for trout; my memories of fly fishing under the sunny blue Colorado sky remain; I yearn to build more . . . with more trophy Browns.
Listen for the swan’s calls on the Baltic Sea. Feel KKII's joy, his arms spread wide in Yazilikaya.
Good night, Jimmy Durante, where ever you are.