
Out of darkness flash
Blinding light turns black to pink
Spitting forked tongues




“Hahahahahaha! I see you Brian”



Harry Hopper!



Ladybug in Shasta Daisy. Harry Hopper. Native bee on Shasta Daisy.

Spunk being a book prop.
I presented my paper at a conference, so now I have started on Christine Robertson’s new book “Three Years OF her Life”.

I broke in the book and got through a few pages by torchlight last night.

Spunk in a chair tunnel

Spunk hanging

Mermaid was happy after we finally got a decent rain last night.
We had a thunderstorm that started yesterday afternoon and rained late into the night producing 0.54 inches (1.4 cm) of rain. A happy Mermaid put on several blooms this morning.




Glenda on the deck, listening to the rain.



Morning clouds after the storm at sunrise.

Can you see Marina’s “Incognito” Pear Tree?

Plowed earth lies barren
Fertile ground parched and thirsty
Spilled seeds will not grow

Moon tunnel lights night sky
Portal to the other side
Hallucinations sleeping souls
Keeper of our dreams

Jupiter sits on Sandia Crest
Saturn basks in a golden glow
Stars still hang in space

Midnight rainbow hangs at two
Stars peek through smokey hues
Brushstrokes blotches arcs
Orange, greens, magenta, blues

Jupiter rising into blue
Saturn sees the moon at two

Moon shadow at 2:00 am
I went to bed before the moon rose last night. However, I woke up at 2:00 am and walked out with the moon and the stars. The moon was so bright it was casting very sharp shadows. My moon exposures were major to say the least.



The sky at 2:00 am illuminated by a super Strawberry moon.

Super Strawberry moon, 99.9% full, at 2:00 am. My exposure was 1/2500 of a second, ƒ/7.1 at 100 ISO. I believe that is the first time I have gotten that much detail in a supermoon.



Blue grosbeak

We have not seen Peter, Paul, and Mary for the past three nights. They probably flew further south in search of food. However, we did see three beavers feasting on willows.



Bullfrog, a female Wood duck in the Clearwater ditch, and a male Wood duck in the Rio Grande.

Dawn

Last night’s clouds. Do you see a face?

The moon finally made it through the clouds last night.

Last night’s moon at 92.4% full.

Paul is on the left and Peter is on the center-right.






We got out to the owls later than normal last night. At first, we could only find Peter and Paul. Mary finally showed up when it was too dark to focus. She’s in the last two photos with Peter.




The fading colors of dusk from last night.

Tonight’s moon finally rose above the clouds.

Tonight’s moon at 97.6% full.

Sunset tonight with rain that evaporates before it hits the ground.

After totally clear skies all day yesterday, a few clouds gathered at dusk for the painter to paint.



Peter with a moon halo last night.

I walked outside to photograph the moon and got clouds covering the moon. Maybe it will clear up later so I can get the moon.












The owlets were banking on the top of the levee and down on the bank along the clearwater ditch last night. Paul flew up into a tree on the other side of the Clearwater ditch and Mama Owl brought him something to eat and then flew off to go back to Wowlmart as quickly as she flew in. When it was almost dark Mama Owl came back with either a bat or a mouse. She perched close to me just long enough for me to get a photo of her, then she took off at warp speed.






