Jim Anderson

The real bad "guy" (but really a "gal"), the infamous Brown Recluse. Spiders in Central Oregon are in a heap of trouble, and so are you. I say that because of a recent article in The Bulletin regarding a woman and her son who allegedly were bitten by so-called hobo spiders in their rental home in Terrebonne.
It is time for the medical community and those who suffer from arachnophobia and other arthropod-tainted fears to get their act in shape.
I've lived in Central Oregon for over 50 years in homes filled with just about every species of "house spider" there is, and have never been "bitten." My children have been exposed to them from the time they were born, and they have never been bitten, chased or otherwise harmed by a spider, and neither have my neighbors or my neighbors' kids.
Thousands upon thousands of people are living here and never experience an alleged "spider bite." So let's get off it! Let us find out what those alleged "bites" really are and what is causing them.

the buzz on bees isn’t goodOK, people, listen up! Bees are our friends! Especially bumblebees. Got that? Without those big, scary-looking black and yellow (some orange) buzzers, almost every flowering plant in Central Oregon would have trouble making seeds for new plants.
Yes, soil, water and sunlight are what it takes to keep plants going, but without bumblebees (and other pollinators) plants could not reproduce their kind. So, the next time you have a bumblebee buzzing around your backyard please don't try to kill it, say "thank you," instead.
Bees, and a long list of other insects, depend on flowers to make a living. Commercial beekeepers travel thousands of miles in the spring hauling millions of bees back and forth between California and Canada pollinating everything from celery to peaches to ensure bigger seed crops and better fruit yield.

Look forward to summer! Ringlet and Hairstreaks on Oregon Sunshine in my backyard. Well, now that winter is on the wane, it's time to warm your soul a little by looking forward to summer and short-sleeve gardening. (Don't let all the snow fool you, this is just a normal Central Oregon spring – honest!)
 
Audubon – as in The National Audubon Society has a nifty idea on their website, "The Healthy Yard Pledge," a common-sense approach to being a "greener" gardener and, therefore, a better steward when it come to conservation of our land, soil, air and water.
"Conservation," said Aldo Leopold, "is a state of harmony between man and the land."

No matter what the name, or how it is used or abused, Bachelor is still a fine old volcano.Most residents of Bend, Sunriver and Redmond see the lovely, 9,000-plus-foot-high volcano every morning. It stands alone, like an old bachelor, among the crowded Cascade skyline. Millions of people have hiked and been hauled to the top, then hiked or skied down her slopes and – I'm sorry to say – probably never given a thought as to when and how it got there.
 
Bachelor wasn't alone in its violent and hot past. It belongs to a string of volcanic events about a mile and a half long, known geologically as the "Mount Bachelor Volcanic Chain" (MBVC).
If the volcano hadn't become an outstanding skiing area, it would probably still have its early name, "Bachelor Butte" as it was known when it was just a fair-to-middling shield volcano just across the Cascade Lakes Highway from Tumalo Mt.

Golden Eagle suffering from lead poisoning. (Note scars on toes from walking on its knuckels.) As if shootings, electrocution and collisions with vehicles are not
enough for eagles to cope with, now portentous lead poisoning has
reared its ugly head.
Lead is a toxic metal deposited in the
environment through hunting, fishing and recreational shooting, and
will not break down into less-toxic compounds and will persist
indefinitely. Lead toxicity can have lethal consequences that
compromise avian survival and reproductive success. Consequently, lead
has killed a variety of birds, and it won't be too long before it will
travel through the food chain and seep into the human body.

It's All About WaterThe Oregon Water Handbook examines our relationship with the liquid of lifeBy Jim AndersonIt seems every newscaster you watch on TV or hear on the radio seems to think that ideal weather condition in Central Oregon is clear skies. Rain and snow suggest bad news. Not in my book! Rain means water for the desert, and snow translates to water in the aquifers.

It's been said that the next war will not be over oil, but water. The hullabaloo a while back over Coca-Cola allegedly seeking control over water in India appears to support at least a corporate war over water.

Transverse Lady Beetle doing its thing: pigging out on aphids.In late summer, my wife and I take a small group to Lava Beds National
Monument and neighboring Tule Lake National Wildlife Refuge to tag
Monarch butterflies. While we're about it, we observe thousands of lady
beetles gobbling up aphids on the Monarch's food plant, narrow-leaf
milkweed.
That's OK; that's what lady beetles do - eat pestiferous
insects that cause great harm to Monarch caterpillar food and the
agricultural and landscaping business.
The problem is, as is
often the case with the way Man does things, if a little is good, we
think that a whole lot more is better – like pesticides. Not so with
lady beetles. Unfortunately, the free enterprise system that we all
operate within, depend on to make a living and find things in the
grocery store got carried away with ladybugs.

An ancient juniper falls to an unknown hand,It once stood as an Old Friend to myriad wanderers that needed a place
to rest, a place to search for food, a place for shelter, and a place
to just hang out.
When Freemont, the "Pathfinder," and Kit Carson
wandered though here in the 1840s, my Old Friend was green and robust.
Over the ensuing years it survived countless wildfires. Native
Americans and early pioneers somehow passed it by while looking for
firewood to cook their game or warm their feet.
It is now nothing
but a pile of dead wood, cast aside for some reason known to only the
person who cut it down – the delightful old juniper snag on the east
side of Highway 20, near the irrigation pivots across from the eight
mile post.

American Bald Eagle adult. Come see them at Eagle Watch 2008.If you're a cross-country skier, snowboarder and looking for something
else to do on your weekend, here it is: Eagle Watch 2008. It's an
opportunity to see lots of eagles and hawks close up, learn about birds
in general and raptors in particular. All you have to do is set aside
the weekend of Feb. 23-24 and head for PGE's Round Butte Observatory on
Lake Billy Chinook where eagles gather for an annual nesting and
feeding frenzy. How's that for easy?

Thirteen years ago, Paul Patton,
a remarkable Oregon Parks and Recreation Department manager who looks
after parks in the Madras area introduced the first Eagle Watch in
cooperation with PGE, Warm Springs Federation and a bunch of other good
people.

Spotted Towhee willing to be tallied while pigging out on free food. If you're stuck indoors and wish you could get out to do some birding, don't feel bad. The Great Backyard Bird Count (GBBC) is about to happen! For four days, Feb. 15 to 18, you can count every bird on your feeder. You will not only have a lot of fun doing it, but the results are vital to the welfare of birds in your area.
The GBBC is a partnership between Cornell University's Laboratory of Ornithology and the National Audubon Society, and sponsored in part by Wild Birds Unlimited. The annual four-day event engages bird watchers of all ages in counting birds to create a real-time snapshot of where birds are across the continent. Anyone can participate, from beginning bird watchers to experts. It's free, fun, and easy-and it helps the birds.