




Spunk Art reflecting

Loki


Spunk

Sunset




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

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.

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

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

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