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
Dawn
Glenda
Gwendolyn giving Jake Mad Dogs
Distant clouds at sunset
Almost full moon
Dusk
Daddy Owl at dusk
The Lone Owlet at dusk
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
Mama Owl and the Lone Owlet at dawn. I could not find the Lone Owlet in the tree this evening.
Black-headed Grosbeak
Coyotes
Say’s Phoebe
Cloudy Dawn
We got half an inch of rain yesterday and another quarter inch of rain this afternoon.
Mudback of Notre Pond enjoying the rise in the pond water from the rain.
Why did the turtle cross the levee?
This morning’s Spunk Art: “Tail In A Box!”
Turkey Vultures
I think the rain washed a lot of the fuzz off of the Lone Owlet.
Sunset after the rain
8:30 AM
Shadowing
We spent a wonderful afternoon at Susans’ for Memorial Day We even got rain!
Bowie was happy to see us.
Bowie demonstrated his head in a jar crawl.
Bowie’s view of Jake as he puts his head in the jar.
Sunset from the east side of Albuquerque
A sad, true story of a very young racoon pup I found gutted near my doorstep as if it had been sacrificed.
Sacrifice
By Timothy Price
[Verse 1]
I buried a raccoon pup at dawn
Found him by the steps
Heartless and empty
[Chorus]
Another life lost
Dark world so cruel
Why should I care?
You silly old fool
[Vers 2]
Secretly sacrificed
Under half-moon that rose at two
Such a dark mystery
[Bridge]
A spark of life was lit
To be snuffed out so soon
A baby raccoon as a sacficial lamb
So much misery for such a little life
[Chorus]
Another life lost
Dark world so cruel
Why should I care?
You silly old fool
[Otro]
With last rites fitting
Any innocent soul
Tucked in under spadefuls of sandy soil
Laid to rest, secured for eternity
Dusk
Ash-throated Flycatcher at sunrise
Lone Owlet at sunrise
Watching a Cooper’s Hawk fly into the tree and start chattering a the owlet
Daddy flew in right after the Cooper’s Hawk
He had a gopher for Mama and Lone Owlet
Mama Owl giving the pesky paparazzo mad dogs
A Killdeer at Beaver Point
Three doves and a Grosbeak
Then I saw another Killdeer at The Beach
Eastern Bluebird
Say’s Phoebe
Eastern Bluebird
Silver
Guard hummingbird
Loki
Lone Owlet at sunset
Dusk
Beaver at dusk
Can you find the beaver in the above photo?
The Lone Owlet at Dawn
Black Phoebe on a fire hydrant bollard at dawn
The river was down again this morning. Almost sunrise.
White-crowned Sparrow
Looking up a cottonwood that’s full of birds I could hear, but not see.
Sunrise and South Beach
Wilson’s Warbler
A pair of White-brested Nuthatch’s
Merlin says this is an Eastern Bluebird.
The Lone Owlet nd sunset
Sunset
Dusk
Hepatic Tanager at dusk
Off Center & Not Even 