Photographs, music and writing about daily life. Contact: elcheo@swcp.com
Author: Timothy Price
I specialize in daily art, documentary and promotional photography. If you have a special event such as a musical production, play, concert, etc. or have a product or fashion that you need photographed, or you are a performer, musician and artist in need of promotional photos please email me or call.
We finally got Laurie’s new MacBook Air M1 so I could have my MacBook Pro that I use for recording back. The first thing I did after I got Laurie’s new M1 set up yesterday was to go into the studio and re-record the lead guitar parts and cleaned up some parts with the bass and rhythm guitar where I was out of compás in Wood Duck Daze. Then I put the new track with the video. I think there are still one or to rough spots, but overall it’s much improved and the lead guitars are really wild like those crazy Wood Ducks.
Tabatha Towhee gave us her rendition of Habanera from Carmen by Bizet.
Bravo! Bravo! Tabatha Towhee.
On the flip side.
Well done Tabatha.
Major Tom Peepers and Mona Lisa.
Lizards looking for love. The male, above, was chasing the female, below. He was doing a bobbing lizard dance for her.
Larry Lizard
Lorena Lizard
All three owlets snoozing.
Altisimo in profile.
America
Mama Owl
Lady Banks in her massive Glory.
Honeysuckle
Mona Lisa and Major Tom Peepers. Sleepy is, you guessed it, sleeping.
Lilac
A pearlet on Marina’s Incognito Pear Tree.
Mona Lisa and Major Tom Peepers posing.
“Hey Mona. I think we need to get that stupid Paparazzo to build us a shade structure.”
Life’s Habit Music: Jefferson Airplane Lyrics: Timothy Price
One bill makes you wonder And one Bill makes you sad And the bill for the electric Only makes you mad Was in Corrales When I took the call
When climbing walls becomes a habit And there’s no paper in the stall You dream of hula and smoking hot chicks You have nothing left at all To call Corrales Where I take my calls
You see those men on the surfboard Hang ten got it all on GoPro They crash and burn like Max Headroom Now their moving very slow Was in Corrales I had seen the show
Sympathy nor restoration Dialog cut off is dead And the dark nights reel us backwards And feeling mad about what’s ahead Remember simple words you said “Try peace instead, try peace instead”
Major Tom Peepers out of the nest, Mona Lisa getting ready to get out of the nest.
All three owlets got out of the nest tonight. Sleepy finally got out but then fell back into the nest. Daddy Owl caught and something and brought it to Mama Owl. They tore it apart and then Mama Owl flew it over to the owlets and fed them. Dinner turned out to be a duck. It got too dark to get decent photos of the whole feeding, but Mama Owl tore pieces of the portion of the duck she had, gave the smaller pieces to Major Tom Peepers and Mona Lisa, and the largest portion to Sleepy. Sleepy is the runt, and Mama Owl is taking extra care of him. Since it’s late, I put the photos in a gallery that you can click on and have a slide show of the owlets getting out of the nest and the feeding.
Under a clear blue sky, the sun sinking low, a Swainson’s Hawk flew over head. Susan Hunter corrected me on my naming of the hawlk. Thanks, Susan. The only clouds were far to the south behind Mia’s Tree.
