About My Wildhood

Working Hard In Paradise
Working Hard In Paradise

As a young girl, I was always exploring. I was a born biologist. My parents saw this early on and encouraged it, letting it blossom into amazing experiences.  I was allowed to catch snakes in the backyard and keep them as pets (until the perfect “habitat” that I created for one allowed him to escape into the house). I was 3 years old.

I was allowed to bring home an entire cow skeleton and keep it in the garage, bleaching the bones and cleaning out the old brain tissue from the skull. I was in 8 years old.

Bleaching cow bones
Bleaching cow bones in the driveway

I was involved in pulling a calf when he was too big for the cow to give birth on her own, and he was my charge – I cleaned out his nose, dried him off, and fed him. I was 9 years old.

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Ok, that’s not actually me feeding the calf in the picture, but that was the calf! We didn’t get a picture of me feeding him. It was 1995 so we didn’t exactly have the best cameras.

I was able to see much of the United States as a child, because my parents were also explorers. National Parks were always our destination instead of Disney Land. Hiking through deserts and learning about the ecology of each area fascinated me.

Hiking when I was less than 2 years old. Told you I was raised right ;)
Hiking when I was less than 2 years old. Told you I was raised right 😉
Chillin' out after my long hike in Big Bend National Park
Chillin’ out after my long hike in Big Bend National Park, when I was about 2 1/2
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And when I say “my long hike” what I mean is my long time sitting on my dad’s shoulders while he hiked.
6 years old, I'm actually doing MY OWN hiking. See the hiking stick? PROOF.
6 years old, I’m actually doing MY OWN hiking. See the hiking stick? PROOF.

The man I married was also born a biologist.  Together we hike, SCUBA dive, explore, and learn as much and as often as we can.  We are birders, and I am a(n amateur) photographer with my husband as my trusty wildlife scout and driver.

My adventurous childhood produced a conservationist, an environmentalist, a photographer, and a writer.

I had a Wild Childhood, and I am happy to share my stories of adventure.

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