Grasshopper season

It's starting. Millions of tiny grasshoppers, hiding in the grass, springing through the air, slamming into your neck and face as you go whizzing around on the four-wheeler, and spread out all across the road, waiting to crunch and flatten under the car tires.

We should start seeing toads, soon. I don't know where they come from - they just appear in the early summer, and disappear a month later. Pictures soon.

Nothing to report

I'm sorry to say, I have no new walks to blog about. My walking partner has gone to Wyoming for three weeks, and I'm busy with other things. It's pretty hot, now, and I'm keeping my fingers crossed for a good monsoon season this year. If you're unfamiliar with New Mexico weather, monsoon season begins around July 4th every year, and is marked by huge fantastical build-ups of towering cumulus clouds and daily afternoon rainshowers that cool everything off beautifully. We've been experiencing something of a drought the last seven or so years, and the rains haven't always come when and how they ought to, and one year not at all. It's never a sure thing, but it's looking good so far for this year.