Last week, all my photos from Oregon Zoo came through a three-hour stakeout of the red panda exhibit. Today everything I got—chimps, lions, and red pandas—came by happenstance, luck-of-the-draw, and right-place-right-time.
The unsupported use case of Bix Frankonis’ disordered, surplus, mediocre midlife in St. Johns, Oregon.
No fear, no hate, no thoughtless bullshit, and no nazis.