Another one of those days where it felt like we had walked into a old western movie set. Sunny, dry dusty and Turkey Vultures warming their wings in the morning light.
And around again.
So it goes.
Ah, So it goes.
Memory is a funny thing. What was a moment of reflection becomes a reflection of a reflection.
Seasons pass and come again blurring into one.
A season that never came.
A season that never left.
Places you’ve been seem close yet far and never how they are.
Yes, memory is a quite peculiar thing.
While I am not a big fan of bananas this Variegated Squirrel sure was.
The Variegated Squirrel is a medium sized tree squirrel found broadly throughout Central America. A diurnal squirrel that rarely ventures onto the ground foraging and nesting in the trees.
It is funny how seeing a species of animal that is so similar yet so different, in this case a squirrel, from those in our day to day lives can elicit a deep internal wow.
For example, when a red squirrel passes us by in the forest nearby we don’t give a second glance, but we stood and watched this guy as long as we could remarking on the colors of their fur and behavior similar yet different from the squirrels in our forests at home.
Happy Friday and wishing you a wonderful weekend and perhaps a little something different?
This guy almost got away with it. While we were photographing a bison in front of us this guys came slinking behind us trying as hard as possible not to be noticed but alas we got a glimpse of him in the corner of our eye. He sure was trying hard and the look in his eyes whispered to us…You don’t see me.
A Yellow-throated Toucan picking figs , although we took a fancy to calling them Milk-Duds, and knocking them back one-by-one.
Reach over and pluck a fig from the tree.
Looks like a good one.
Down the hatch it goes.
Quite tasty indeed. Perhaps I’ll have another.
We watched this one Toucan foraging for a good twenty minutes until they got their fill and boy, they could sure eat their fill indeed.