I am not sure where this obsession first started. I mean, I was never a huge Indiana Jones fan, but I always liked to be outside. Maybe the foundations were laid when I was a lad, suddenly designated as the Troop Historian and I was suddenly aware that I had to pay attention to everything going on around me. Maybe it was just that I liked to identify things around me with the help of a half dozen Golden Guides.
But then one day, decades later, a friend of mine proposed that we "go on dinosaur safari." And then, an idea was born. It sorta manifested with a little still life I made, that looked like this:
I don't know what this meant, or where we were going, but the idea of heading off on an adventure, real or imagined, suddenly struck a chord with me. I mean, who doesn't love dinosaurs? How many of us used to pretend when we were kids that we were explorers, romping around in woods and meadows, picking up crystal-like rocks or catching fireflies? There was magic in a new discovery, waiting around every corner, every tree. And then we grew up.
Well I'm here to tell you that whether you're six or sixty, you can still approach the world with that same sense of wonder that a kid has. I mean, sometimes we all need to get out into nature for a little bit and forget about the burdens of the day, right? Sometimes you just need a moment to slow down, to look, and to listen to nature... and there's so many ways to do this.
And sometimes you need an awesome hat when you're doing this.
My name is Skeeter, and I'm probably the most unfamous naturalist that you've never heard of. Welcome to my new blog. Come with me. Let's go on adventure. We just might see some dinosaurs!
