Do You See What I see

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Sunrise

The persistence of pareidolia. Left to right: Wolf’s head. Three faces above the wolf’s head. Head and shoulders of a bear lying on its back. Kitty in the sky. A person looking down on from the top. A long-eared hound running over a fox that’s lying on its back over Resa’s Wolf Tree, and a pig in the lower right (see my key at the end of the post).

Spunk watching Sasha

Spunk mad dogging Sasha

Sunset

Here’s what I saw.

Dainty Dawn

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Dainty Dawn, what’s the color you have on?

A killer whale cloud over Resa’s Wolf Tree.

Clouds barring sunset

Wild clouds that were supposed to rain. No rain.

Post sunset color

Dusk

Between A Rock And A Hard Cat

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Blue Moon at dawn

Sunrise

While I was standing in the river shooting the sunrise, Jaws started swimming towards me. 

Harry, the Hairy Woodpecker, pecking on a cottonwood

Mama Owl at sunrise

Spunk noticed there was a lot of orange in the floral arrangement and added his tail.

“Ahem! Pesky Paparazzo, cheez is also orange!”

“That’s more like it!”

Norte Pond has become Notre trou de boue

Neil Diamond produces a cracklin’ rose

Sunset

Spunk’s tail between a rock and a hard cat.

Post sunset colors

Silver

Daddy Owl at dusk

Dusk

Waited For The Blue Moon

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Notre Pond has turned into a Norte Piddle that looks like a unicorn knight with a fox tail.

Snowy Egret

Sunrise

We were being followed by a coyote again.

Glenda

Dopple hanging out under the landing while I worked on the ramp.

The ramp is basically finished.

Dusk

Blue moon making the sky yellow before peeking over the Sandias.

Jupiter and Venus were nicely aligned.

Blue Moon rising

Looked a little more blues soomed in, through the trees

Another Lost Sole

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Sunrise

Notre Pond
Is almost gone
The turtles have Moved on

Another lost sole

Le long shadows

Bunnies

Loki

A load of lumber I bought to build a ramp

I’ve been planning to build a ramp to the front door for quite a while. Since the house is 32 inches off the ground (we are 16 feet below the river), the ramp is 32 feet long, but will be longer when I add the final piece that will bring the slope to the ground. I’m worn out. While I used to be strong, between lots of chemo from years gon by, and age, I’ve become a 198-pound weakling. Lifting the ramp up and securing it to the landing was quite an ordeal.

Sinset

With A Little Help From His Friends

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Sasha trying to wake up at dawn

Mama Owl was giving me the tail while feeding The Lone Owlet this morning.

Jetties in the glow of the almost rising sun

A dragon over Resa’s Wolf Tree

Spunk and Jake

Snapping turtle on the irrigation ditch bank

When Jake and I went out for our afternoon walk, my neighbor, Sara, and a cyclist were pondering the snapping turtle on the irrigation ditch bank, headed away from the Clearwater ditch and river. Sara got an old horse feed bag, we got the snapping turtle in the sack, and I carried him to the river. 

He was looking very dry, but still had a lot of snap in him.

He was still upset over being bagged and carried to the river, so he gave me a menacing look.

Sunset

After he got into the river, he stretched out and soaked under sunset clouds.

Jake watching the turtle soak in the shallows.

The turtles view of the sunset

Spunk