I thought it was safe to go into the kitchen! Fool! Living in a kitty’s paradise.
The Clowdering
Bosque Bunny In Dim Light
Twilight Dawn
Bosque Bunny in the dim light of almost dawn
Determined cranes at dusk
Big Bend
Dawn
Spunk Art at 4:00 am
Spunk Art at 6:00 am
Big Bend
Spunk Art at 8:00 am
Sunset
Dusk
Mama Owl at dusk
Mélange Monday
Can you find Mama Owl in the trees?
Cranes stretching at dawn
Silver, Marble, Spunk
Sunset
Dusk
Lead a Horse to Water
Vato Kitty is convalescing at Laurie’s parents’ house after sustaining some serious wounds from fighting.
I showed some riders how to get to the river bed on their horses.
Jake trying to catch a little shade.
“Hey, Paparazzo! What did you do with that roadrunner you shot yesterday?”
“Look out! He’s Right behind you!”
“Talk to the tail! Stupid paparazzo!”
Dragon Tree
If The Shoe Fits
Not a cloud in the sky
Jake and I ran into a sassy Roadrunner on our afternoon walk.
He stopped to sun himself for a few minutes.
Ready to pounce
Jake tried on the lost shoe to see if, by chance, he was Dogerella!
Cranes foraging on the edge of the bosque
Six by Eight
Twilight Dawn
6 eyes, 8 ears
Dusk
The Pilgrimage
Cranes at dawn
Dawn
On a pilgrimage
From Germany came to see
Scoopy on the beach
Sunset offered more color than dawn.
Windy
We’ve had high winds the last two days that have blown most of the dried leaves off of Resa’s Wolf Tree.
The wind did not blow away the color at twilight this morning.
The goose thought the old paparazzo wouldn’t see it if it stuck its head in the water!
Glenda
Fewer leaves on Resa’s Wolf Tree at sunset than were there at twilight.
Fuzzy mountains from the dust
Cranes flew by fast with the tailwind.
The cranes hovered in the wind when they were coming in for landing.
A Visit From Buddy
The wind blew away Dawn’s color
Buddy giving the old pesky paparazzo a “Squint like Clint” look. “Go ahead, punk! Make my day!”
There was a little more color at sunset.
Off Center & Not Even 