Cottonwoodlets on the river bed
Toadlet on the river bed
Ducks going for the gold
Another lost sole
Drift tree at sunrise
Coyote
“Where are the sights?”
Loki
Evening coyotes
Sunset
Cottonwoodlets
The Other Side
Dawn
Dawn at Beaver Point
The river dropped enough that I could wade across the shallow rapids just north of 4th of July Point onto the east side of the river.
A beaver crawled into the shallow rapids soon after I crossed, then disappeared under the water as a coyote watched.
Coyote was checking out something in the grass under the jetties.
View from the east side of the river looking south and west at 4th of July Point.
Wildflowers
The west bank of the river
Drift wood and wildflowers at sunrise
Another view of the west bank of the river
Looking at the South Beach from the east side of the river
North side of the shallow rapids where I waded back to the west side of the river.
The island between the shallow rapids
The jetty sculpture garden at the south end of South Beach.
Back on the west side of the river, looking northeast at the other side of the river I had been walking on.
Looking northeast from 4th of July Point.
Map of my long walk on the riverbed
Clouds rolled in when I got back home.
Spunk
Sunset
Dragon at dusk
Duck In The Muck
A duck in the muck at dawn
And Yet Another Sunrise and Sunset
Spunk Art reflecting
Loki
Spunk
Sunset
On The Fly
Harry
Sunrise @ Beaver Point
Sunrise @ The Beach
Flycatcher on a plateau
Sunrise from an island north of The Beach.
The Rio Grande is slowly drying up. I was able to wade across the shallow point above and walk out onto an island north of the beach.
I spotted a Spotted Sandpiper
Snowy Egret flew by
Tres Globos Amigos
Wildflower
Loki on the fly
Jake outdoors
Jake indoors
Cheez Please! Who goes there?
Veterans Honor
Spunk having a cat nap
Sunset
New perspective from another island that became available.
Sharks splashing in the shallows
Dusk
Rosey Roses
Dawn on the virge of sunrise
Loki
Eye of Spunk
Eye of Loki
Doppel having breakfast and then enjoying the shade on the ramp
Sunset
Spunk and his tail
Kissy Cats
Do You See What I see
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
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
Dynamic Dawn, Dullish Dusk
Dawn
Sunrise
Roses
Sunset
Dusk
Since we were on the river bed at dusk, we walked right up to the beaver feeding along the river bank, and said, “Hi!”
Surprizingly, he kept eating while keeping a watchful eye on us.
Between A Rock And A Hard Cat
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
Off Center & Not Even 