



Great Blue Heron and Oseric Owl





Pre-dawn




Truth be told, I got distracted by clouds again.

Dawn




February’s Snow Moon is a “Micromoon” this year. It will be at its farthest point from the Earth on the 24th, which will be about 252,225 miles (405,917 Km).



I forgot about the pTerodactyl. What can I say, pTerodactyls happen!



The cranes were flapping their wings while wading in the river.




Sunset



pTerodactyl was still in the ditch in the dark.

Pre-Dawn
Just when I thought it was safe to go on a walk without the distractions of clouds, coyotes, moon and cranes, they all happen.

Dawn






Clouds gone wild



This is not Wile E. Coyote. We ran into each other on the bridge over the Clearwater Ditch. I think this coyote is a female. Maybe Wile E. Coyote’s girlfriend. She is afraid of me, and says “Leave me be Sam I am! I don’t want your Paparazzo spam!”


This is Wile E. Coyote. He was standing on the levee watching me cross the bridge.






Wile E. Coyote followed me into the bosque.



Wile E. Coyote is a male. In this series he walks toward a pile of coyote crap, stops, lifts his leg to pee on it, then continues on his way.

With all the thin clouds hanging around, the Sandias turned a brilliant red tonight.



Cranes flew under the moon

