Open Your Eyes

 "... Law and order's done their job
Prisons filled while the rich still rob
Assassination politics
Violence rules within our nation's midst

Well, ignorance is their power tool

You'll only know what they want you to know

The television cannot lie

Controlling media with smokescreen eyes

Nuclear politicians picture show

The acting's lousy but the blind don't know

Open your eyes to the lies right in front of you

Open your eyes to the lies right in front of you...

They gonna git ya when you're on your own

The silence of conspiracy

Slaughtered on the altar of apathy

You gotta wake up from your sleep

'Cause meek inherits earth six feet deep

Open your eyes..."

(Stiv Bators)

I could be talking about the lies of an arid area wash full of water, the lies of a winter that has been anything but winter-like, the lies of a spring already arrived, though calendrically still some forty-eight days away. But...

 you know i'm not.

Visited a lot of water holes today, streams, waterfalls, they're all Out There, and managed to keep my feet dry through them all. That is until i got to this crossing; a little deeper, a bigger splash and my feet were dry no more.

By my count i see six bees in this one small area. The Eucalyptus don't bloom for long, but when they do, the bees are ready.

scrub jay

Brittlebush (Encelia farinosa)

the Pitfall, (if you know what i mean)

the stream in the wash

it did spend considerable time on its side today

sometimes stream beds become trails, right now though trails have become stream beds

the first Lupine of Spring

the big meadow

+80º F - i do appreciate the shade of this big old Euc