A single Eleodes hispilabris (apparently on its last leg) was seen near the north end of the mesa, which I photographed and collected, and on the way back I encountered a small patch of Sphaeralcea coccinea (scarlet globemallow) in bloom, from the flowers of which I collected a few small melyrid-type beetles and a small halictid bee for Mike.

Top-heavy was the ship as a dinnerless student with all Aristotle in his head.

The women that age who have taken up the cause of cougarhood, if I might call it that, seem to have no trouble flaunting it, like it's something worth crowing about.

a runaway donkey