Feed the fish

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Leaving "Dungpileton" someday

It's back to Angleton, the county seat that's twenty years behind the rest of the county.   I can't wait to leave this stagnant town.  Just bidding my time til jobs come up in a few months in New Mexico and elsewhere.  I'll get out and never come back.  No more rotting conservative ideology.  No more small town politicians getting elected with 10 percent of the population voting and collecting a paycheck with little to show for it.  No more 90 + degrees in October, Hurricanes and dead culture.  For once I would like to enjoy an evening sitting outside without being attacked by swarms of mosquitoes.  For once I would like to walk more than 5 minutes in the summer and fall and not be drenched in sweat. No more smell of the landfill when the winds come out of the east.  It won't be long and I'm preparing for it.

I didn't have much time to relax when I got home.  To prepare for my departure I have to get the house sale-ready.  Tile, paint, siding, landscaping, paneling are doable but eventually I'll have to fork out a lot of money to get the electricity up to code.  I'm on a mission.

I get to play with matches

Ay Chihuahua!

Didn’t botanize too far south, maybe 40 miles. As far as Sevietta National Wildlife Refuge. The Chihuahua Desert is the largest of the North American Deserts (Chihuahua, Great Basin, Sonoran and Mojave). I was at the northern extreme. Creosote shrub was still present but not in abundance like the southern range. Link to this to feed your head:

http://ddl.nmsu.edu/chihuahua.html

Botdar was on auto-pilot and set to maximum. When I felt the tug to pull off of I-25 I knew I would encounter species I hadn’t seen in the last month. And there it was – bush penstemon (Penstemon ambiguus). A common desert plant but not easy to see because it was going dormant yet had a few flowers left. Like all desert flora it has evolved to offset the summer heat and dessicating winds. Leaves are small and linear but this is not true for all species. Some plants have a large leaf surface area but if you look close, e.g. at a globe mallow you’ll notice tiny white bumps covering the entire surface. These are “Trichomes”; hair-like structures that reflect solar rays therefore reduceing the amount of surface evaporation. Trichomes may also deter grazing.

Bush penstemon also has a very large and deep tap root. Snake Broomweed has a resinous coating on the leaves. Halophytes (salt tolerant) exude salts away from their cells and many are succulents. The large leaves of stink gourd are hairy and angular which prevent the sun’s rays from striking directly. Trees like the Rio Grande Cottonwood had deep roots and leaves that loosely “flutter” to avoid direct sunlight. The mighty process of evolution is apparent everywhere. The classics of all time are the cacti with their modified leaves as spines and photosynthesizing through their pads (stems). In the cool of the night they take in CO2 but with no sunlight to kick in photosynthesis to make sugars they have to process the CO2 temporarily into Malic Acid. Come daylight the sunlight breaks the acid down into CO2 and from there sugars (carbohydrates) can be made to power cell metabolism. Some guys a lot smarter than me figured this out and received a Nobel Peace Prize for their efforts.


For a few hours I roamed the desert region of Silvietta NWR unencumbered. I was hoping to come across a rattlesnake but the only reptile was a lizard. One jackrabbit. Most animals retire when the sun is peaking; preferring to forage or hunt at night when it’s cooler. I toyed with the idea of a night hike but the logistics weren’t there.

Five more days in New Mexico. Soon I’ll return to sad, depressing Angleton, TX.

Colorado

My coworker Patrick Donnely and I visited the San Luis Valley in southern Colorado (Alamosa) to participate in a wetland review of one of the state's wildlife management areas.  This review was a brainstorming of experts from many natural science backgrounds.  The intent was to identify species of concern and work out a compatible management plan that would promote habitat/species restoration and economical use of the Rio Grande by the local farmers and ranchers.  It's a political tightrope to walk.  Some families have been farming here for over a hundred years and it's had a telling affect on the landscape as well as driving many wildlife species to near extinction.  Water is thicker than blood in these parts.

We got out a little in the mountains.  Patrick took his dogs one way, I botanized the other way.  Temps were in the mid-30's.  It looks like snow is here to stay for the winter on the tallest peaks.  I wouldn't live in this valley but recommend the Best Western if you're passing through.  Next stop: the northern Chihuahua Desert.

500 miles of plants

The weekend took me on a 500 round trip from Albuquerque to Lubbock. A new route through Vaughn, NM offered a change in the botanizing from the well-reconnoitered route from I-40 to 60 to Fort Sumner. With Fall on the horizon the last of the wildflowers are going dormant and any new species for 2009 will require a trip to south Texas. My species photo list continues to grow.  The Botdar was on maximum setting but the bush penstemon remained elusive.
The mission in Lubbock was to keep Josh on the right path. He's been waviering a little as teenage boys are want to do. I hoped to mitigate the brain drain that come with impressing women and had "the talk" to separate rumors from fact. We had to work around the family events: slipping away to catch the latest installment of "Final Destination". I'm glad I paid matinee price for this one. I'm sure it'll be nominated for a 2009 Razzie. http://www.rottentomatoes.com/m/final_destination_final_death_trip_3D/?name_order=asc
Next stop: Colorado.

For about a year Chelsea and I have landscaped a monument garden in West Columbia, TX. It's a monument to the first settlement in Texas. All the plants were present in areas of Texas at the time of settlement. A lot of trial and error but we've recieved many compliments and we expect news of this garden to spread across the native plant enthusist community across Texas.

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Ode to Rosarita

When I was a transient I would scour the earth for loose change to pay for my daily repast of Ramen noodles and refried beans.  Back then you could get a generic can of beans for under a buck.  Some days I would have enough for "Rosarita" refried beans - the gold standard of refried beans.   At $2.50/can this was a luxury but sometimes you gotta treat yourself right.  Today, after a hail storm ran me off the mountain, I thought I deserved that can of Rosarita for dinner.  Here is my tribute to Rosarita Refried Beans sung to the tune of "Evil Woman" by the rock band Spooky Tooth (circa 1969):

Generic beans, thought you were a blessin'

Than I caught you messin'

Generic beans

Generic beans, you ain't got no feelin'

You're just a dirty dealin'

Generic beans

Yeah

Rosarita, you know that I want you

Rosarita, you know that I beckon you

Rosarita, can't you see that I'm fallin'?

Rosarita, you know that I'm callin' you
Rosarita

Rosarita, when you're inside me

All the hurt just leaves me
Rosarita, gonna let you in

Gettin' under my skin

Yeah Rosarita

Rosarita, you take away my pain

When you step inside my brain
Rosarita, there is no other choices

I hear no other voices 

Rosarita

Thank You.  Just send my Pulitzer in the mail.

You can take the man out of the transient but you can’t take the transient out of the man.

So this is what life in the FWS region 2 HQ is like - sitting at a desk by a window where the view is dominated by an eight story abandoned building. For the first time in years I had to make a major purchase of casual office clothes because no one here wears the FWS uniform. I say this with trepidation because Chelsea may take umbrage that I haven’t bothered to purchase nice clothes in the four years she’s known me.
I’ll dispense with the names to protect the innocent but a number of employees felt I was important enough to want to come by sometime to discuss business relating to my refuge complex. Although I’m the acting regional biologist for TX,OK, NM and AZ I was given an initial assignment to write a white paper on the habitat requirements for mottle ducks on the Gulf Coast. Actually I’m regurgitating what information was sent my way from the coastal biologists. My colleague, Dr. Jennifer Wilson (the Bird Lady of Brazoria), submitted ample information which I thought was sufficient but will have to wait for more from the other biologist if/when they choose to send it. I say initial assignment because now they also want me to look into alternatives to genetically modified crops that were grown on an Oklahoma refuge. Growing these “Franken Foods” brought on a lawsuit.  I've yet to meet the Director of the FWS region 2, Dr. Tuggle, nor am I in a hurry to do so.  Jennifer suggested I pee on his chair to establish myself as the Alpha. 
Something about going back to New Mexico made me think about the old transient days. I know there’s free money here at the plasma center and Ramen noodles still must cost a few for a buck. I can always revert back to the old ways when society breaks down. I have use of an old bike to travel the 3.5 mile route to work. Downhill in the morning and uphill after work. No Tour de France but steep enough that if I stop peddling I’ll fall down within 10 feet. Doing this for 5 day/week allows me to forgo running for the month; something I hate but will never give up. They gave me a hotel room and food money for the duration but why spend the dough at the Fudruckers when when fruit, chips, boiled eggs and peanut butter sandwiches are just as filling day in and day out? Just like the old transient days. Tomorrow the mountains.

Just how big are those wind generators?

Too many plants missed traveling at 0500 in the morning.

Do you think the residents of the state prison at Eden, TX see the irony?

0730: sunlight at last but only the hardest of wildflowers are blooming in West Texas in August. Others have seeded and these are collected to grow at the monument garden’s desert display: spiny hapalopapus, daleas, green thread, milkweeds. Then the wind generators appear - hundred but just a fraction of what awaits me. How big are these really? I’ve always wanted to know. I would get a hint watching a individual propeller pass by on the big rigs. Now was the time to use my rogue powers to find out. One-fourth mile into the brush gave me the answer and a few more flowers to photograph, a few more seeds to collect without being shot as a trespasser.
Eventually the isolated hills melt into ag land where the miles of cotton are occasionally interrupted by fields of sunflowers and sorghum. Big Spring, O’Donnell, Lamesa and into Lubbock.
Ah Lubbock. That bastion of conservatism. The only reason to stop here is to see my friend Joshua and his mother Andrea. Fourteen years have come and gone since his father abandoned him and I took on the role of mentor. Now he's in the Frienship ISD marching band playing the trumpet. Tonight I watched him at the Friday night football game. Before the game the announcer informs the audience that because of the Supreme Courts ruling there can not be an officially sanctioned pre-game prayer. This ruling was 4 years ago but is still addressed to remind the crowd that the evil fascist liberal infested government took away their right to pray and now there can only be a "moment of silence". Next week the spineless board of education will refuse to air Presidents Obama's speech to the children of Frienship; telling them to study hard in school and strive to be model citizens. How dare he!