Nature

San Diego cactus and iris fans, county bird survey, bees and their keepers, pit bulls good and bad, San Diego's beloved seagulls

Xoconostles, a type of prickly pear
Cacti grow in buttons, angles, columns, cushions, cylinders, flat pads, pendants, globes, ovals, sprawls, tubers, pyramids, and treelike, shrublike, and rocklike forms.

The World Is a Cactus

The dramatic evolution of evolution.

“A cactus will take a bullet just like a person, because of the thickness of their skins and all the water in them.”

By Geoff Bouvier, June 15, 2006 | Read the full article


Birds Squared

Locals survey birds across the county.

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"Tom's wife, Ann, said that things had changed completely since the last time she and Tom were here in V17. "In the spring, this was neck-high grasses! We got lost, separated from each other a couple of times. We were tripped by the logs that were hidden and fell on our faces.”

By Jeanne Schinto, July 11, 2002 | Read the full article


Paraphalaenopsis denevei, from Borneo (Dave Allen)

Savage Beauty

Addicted to orchids.

“There’s just something about the orchid. The mystique of the flower. It’s hard to say why. Until you get that feeling when you bloom it. I have people calling me and screaming on the telephone, ‘I just bloomed this plant!’’

By Don McCullough, April 17, 2003 | Read the full article


The Glenns stop breeding queens in October and take a three- to four-month break while the bees winter. (Frank Glaser)

Hive Mentality

Beekeeping runs in families.

“The book said to call the fire department and tell them you’ll take swarms. That’s what I did. I got the swarms.”

By Shari McCullough, Sept. 16, 2004 | Read the full article


Hawes says over coffee on the Mission Beach boardwalk: "He slept with me every night. I'm a 34-year-old man. I don't view myself as one of these strange pet people." (Joe Klein)

Grrrrrrrrrrrr

Pit bulls mix it up.

By Thomas Larson, July 29, 2004 | Read the full article


First-Winter Western Gull (Joe Klein)

To Fuse Wind and Motion

Gulls resist captivity.

"I approach. Am met with indifference, then wariness. Mothball heads. Bright yellow beaks. Slate-gray mantles. Field vision whole, each sees my coming and a space to move toward. I approach closer. Stick legs and rubbery feet pick-up, put-down, pick-up, put-down. Walk-away, hurry-away, walk-back. Uncertain, curious, gregarious. Lowing at me — me, the problem."

By Thomas Larson, Dec. 4, 2003 | Read the full article

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