
Dawn






Sunrise







Roses

Sunset

Dusk

Since we were on the river bed at dusk, we walked right up to the beaver feeding along the river bank, and said, “Hi!”

Surprizingly, he kept eating while keeping a watchful eye on us.


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