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

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

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

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

Waited For The Blue Moon

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