You know I was a nitty-gritty baby When my mama would toss me in the cradle In those old Lava fields back home It was down around Albuquerque I was nursing on Wild Turkey In those old lava fields back home
While Nora Owl and Willa were having a beak-to-beak in a corral, Walter flew in.
“Banzai!”
Nora Owl: “We don’t want to see your willy Walter! Cut it out.” Walter: “But Mama!”
Willa: “Mama! He’s still doing it.” Nora Owl: “WALTER! How many times do I have to tell you?”
Walter sneaked up on Nora Owl and Willa.
“SURPRIZE! Ahahahaha!
Nora Owl: “WALTER! YOU JERK! You kids are impossible. I’m out of here!” Willa: “NO! Mama! Don’t leave me with Walter!” Walter: “Ha! Ha! Ha! Ha! Ha! Take a good look, Willa!”
Visit my post on my Zenfolio blog from May 2015 to learn more about the annual Dr. Huey tours: The 2nd Annual Corrales Rose Society Dr. Huey Tour. Our first Dr. Heuy Tour was on May 26, 2014. We didn’t publicize the first one. My post that day was called Day For The Dead. We were worn out from running all over Corrales in inclement weather, finding Dr. Hueys. Now that we are older and we have enough Dr. Hueys in our gardens, we don’t feel the need to run all over Corrales looking for Dr. Hueys.
“Ahem! Don’t forget about Dr. Spunk! I might have to give you a Vulcat nerve pinch, you stupid paparazzo!”
Sunset
We saw Daddy Owl from the nest that used to be south of us.