Wednesday, March 30, 2016
It is Spring-Time in Tucson. My allergies have gone crazy.
I am out working on a dig at a prehistoric site. First we had to get things ready.
As I was digging a large centipede, about four inches long, came crawling out of the dirt. My entomologist friend Doug identified it.
I did not touch it. I do not care for centipedes, but I moved it away from where I was at. I don't like to kill insects.
I am out working on a dig at a prehistoric site. First we had to get things ready.
Archaeology is always glamorous.
I was invited to an Easter Party and made a quiche and a lemon meringue pie.
Lemon meringue.
I made friends with a donkey.
Donkey.
On Monday I noticed through my office window that the friendly ground squirrel had woken up from hibernation and I gave it some bird seed.
Ground squirrel.
The native palo verde trees are blooming. Very lovely yellow flowers.
Palo verdes have green bark.
My backyard doesn't have a large amount of blooming plants. I used to have many wildflowers, but the overgrown state apparently killed many of them off. Other things are blooming.
Pomegranate.
Unidentified yellow plant.
I spent Tuesday scraping backhoe trench walls, looking for prehistoric features. I found a small pit with some Hohokam pottery. I came home very dirty.
Trench.
Today was bug day. First a very large spider, which I rescued and took away from where we were working.
Spider, about 2.5 inches across.
As I was digging a large centipede, about four inches long, came crawling out of the dirt. My entomologist friend Doug identified it.
Scolopendra heros- giant centipede
I did not touch it. I do not care for centipedes, but I moved it away from where I was at. I don't like to kill insects.
