Toiyabe national forest, northof yosemite. The best part was, I saw tons of critters of all sizes. The worst part was, you freeze your nuts off at night.
Firstly, heres a painting so sloppy, everyone can tell the thought of bears didnt leave my mind.
Secondly, I fished a drowning dragonfly out of the lake, where it fell in the heat of passion and was abandoned by its mate after having consummated the "thing". It was very sluggish and wouldnt fly away so i brought it with me so I could study it closer
. However, it died after a day, without ever regaining the vigour to fly and so I kept it as a cool souvenir. Hey , at least he did the deed and so the halls of dragonfly valhalla probably welcomed him. Lo there do I see my father...
Expectedly, it looked much prettier when it was alive.
