Walter’s tail among the tatones in a different tree from yesterday.
We couldn’t find Walter and Willa in their cottonwood tree this afternoon. And for good reason. They were not in it. They had both flown to the tree to the west of their tree. It will be very hard to see them at dusk from now on.
Nora napping way up high in the cottonwood west of the tree she nested in.
Willa sacked out after making the flight to the new tree.
Western Tanager
Swallow, House Finch, Robin
Mother’s Day Flowers
Silver napping
Marina’s Incognito Pear tree has become rather sculptural.
Night To Day. Lyrics and Music by Timothy Price. Vocals by Teagan Riordain Geneviene.
I played an unplugged version of Night To Day on my freshly restored Elvis Presley Harmony guitar in my farewell to 2023 video on New Year’s Eve. I later recorded the metal version and asked Teagan if she wanted to sing it. She wasn’t sure about singing metal, but Teagan is a good sport, and she is adventurous when it comes to art and music, so she dove into the metallic pool and nailed it. Her ethereal voice is perfect for the ghostly theme of Night To Day.
If you have trouble viewing the video, you can listen to the song on SoundCloud.
Night to Day
Lyrics and Music by Timothy Price Vocals by Teagan Riordain Geneviene
[Verse 1] I saw Sun crash to the ground It threw colors far and wide With yellows into reds consumed Swallowed up by ravenous blues
[Pre-chorus] Dusk sang dirges to the dark Clouds ignited a fiery show
[Chorus] See the darkness Nighttime’s falling Time to slumber, But ghosts are calling Feel the darkness Your skin starts crawling Who can sleep when ghosts come calling
[Verse 2] As embers meander through the night Shadows creep under bright moonlight Dawn wakes colors that light the sky Painting darkness red, yellow, blue
[Pre-chorus] Defeating darkness that’s Eos’ way She breathes life into one more day
[Chorus] See the light Ghosts dissolving Time to rise A new day’s calling Feel the light Your skin stops crawling When you’re up to see ghosts dissolving
[Bridge] Night to day. Day to night Flesh and spirits, in a moment, fight For the right to live or die Trading places, one sacrificed
[Outro] See the darkness Nighttime’s falling Time to slumber Ghosts come calling See the light A new day’s calling Time to rise, see ghosts dissolving
Rio Samba
Altissimo
Guard hummingbird en garde
Spotted Towhee in the tree. House Finch lands in the same tree. Spotted Towhee chases House Finch away.
Spotted Towhee was all proud of himself.
Nora Owl flew over where I could get better shots of her this afternoon.
Walter and Willa were in the top of the cottonwood huddled up together and dozing on and off.
Osric Owl was trying to sleep with the wind blowing his ear tufts.
We have had persistent high winds since Thursday night. Several thunderstorms blew through this afternoon dropping a quarter inch of rain, and pelting us with marble sized hail.
I am getting so frustrated with WordPress’s constant idiotic changes I am ready to stop blogging. The issues the developers introduce are not worth the frustration of trying to comment, reply to comments, and put posts together. I just don’t need the added frustration right now.
Like the rest of our house, where there is little difference between outside and inside, so it goes with the temperature.
Yes! That is a badger about 15 feet from me listening to what I have to say.
When it first saw us, it hunkered down, but then as I talked to it lifted its head up to listen.
I got close to the minimum focus distance of 11 feet for the Bazooka lens on this shot. The badger looks like, “Yeah! Yeah! Ahuh! You’re so full of crap, paparazzo!”
Walter and Willa were out of the nest and up on the trunk of the tree tonight. They were peeping up a storm, especially Walter. Nora was a tree limb over the horse stall hooting a grocer list. At one point, I looked back at Nora and noticed she was in a different position. A few minutes later, she was feeding Walter a gopher, as shown in the above video.
Willa and Walter up on the trunk of their cottonwood.
Willa keeping an eye out for Nora.
Walter is proud of himself
Nora hooting the grocery list.
I finally got Walter’s attention. “What now, you stupid paparazzo?”
Walter walking around in deep thought.
I finally got Willa’s attention. “Who’s that? Oh, hi, paparazzo!”
Nora feeding a piece of gopher to Walter.
Nora giving me Maddogs.
Willa stretching her wings
Willa walking around stretching her wings while waiting for Nora to bring her dinner.
As. you can see and hear in the above video, I got the Frankenguitar wired up and working. I adapted Frankenfurter’s “Sweet Transvestite” from “The Rocky Horror Picture Show” for the song. I recorded myself playing and singing live and added effects in post-production. That’s why the solo is iffy since I only had one take to play it. You will notice in the credits at the end of the video the guitarist/singer is named “Teem.” Teem comes from telemarketers from foreign countries who call the office and ask for Teem. A trivia question: Can anyone tell me what Narazeth, PA, has to do with guitars?
It’s Alive Adapted from Sweet Transvestite The Rocky Horror Picture Show
How d’you do I think you’ve met My Frankenstein guitar I’m a little brought down Because when you knocked I thought you would bring me a cigar I’ve got it all strung up, come and look Don’t judge the guitar by my cover It’s not much of a guitar by the light of day But by night, it’s one hell of a strummer It’s my blue Frankenguitar From Nazareth, Pennsylvania
Willa and Walter did not want to get up this morning. Walter finally gave me Maddogs for rousing her.