Sunrise
Whoot are you?
Owlet peeking out at the paparazzi. There was another photographer checking on the owlets.
Osric Owl’s ear tufts blowing in the wind.
Osric Owl watching a couple wth three dogs walking under his perch. He was only 10 feet above them.
The moon the day before yesterday and today.
Sunset
Alignment of the moon and the Pleiades on the right side of the photo.
A honey bee was working the apple blossoms.
Meet Mr. Cardinal Sin, one of many Northern Cardinals who were very vocal in Comfort, TX.
I’m hard of hearing, and I don’t hear a lot of the birds we have around our house. I was pleasantly surprised to discover I could hear almost all the birds in Comfort, TX. Including many of the same species of birds we have in NM. I don’t know if the humidity carries sound better or if the birds are just louder in Texas, but I heard them loud and clear. Especially the Northern Cardinals, who chattered and sang continuously during daylight hours. The problem was they were hard to see clearly up high in the foliage of the trees. I finally got several good shots of Mr. Cardinal Sin, who, in a fit of sinfulness, exposed himself to me.
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Sandias @ Sunset
Osric Owl would not open his eyes for me at first. He finally woke with a hoot and gave me a “Stupid Paparazzo! And spell my name right!” look.
Nora Owl was looking sleepy also. That’s an indication the owlets might have hatched.
Beaver @ sunset
A tree with no name @ sunset
The wind blew away the color this morning
Silver: “Hey, Loki! Loki, Loki, Loki, Loki, Loki, Loki! Hey, Loki! Hey, Loki! Hey, Loki! Hey, Loki! Loki, Loki, Loki, Loki, Loki, Loki!”
Glenda, Spunk, Silver, and Loki waiting for Gwendolyn.
Gwendolyn: “Okay! Here I am! The Jugger Not Band meeting can begin!”
“Well? Well?”
“Calling a Jugger Not Band meeting to order is like herding cats!”
Sasha sacked out
Red sky at morning. High wind warning
That saying is true for today. We still have high winds, as I type.
The irrigation ditch is dry.
A funny thing happened on the way to the blogosphere. Brad and I were discussing birds wishing paparazzi get struck by lightning. I noticed that all the irrigation ditches have had no water in them in the past few days, even though the river is running higher. The birds’ wishes missed the paparazzi and zapped the irrigation pumps instead. I got a text from the Mayorodomo that the irrigation pumps were down due to being struck by lightning.
Doesn’t take long to get dry, cracked earth in a dry and windy environment.
Nora Owl was secure in her nest, but we did not see Orsic Owl this afternoon.
Rough water on the Rio Grande
Puddle ducks blown up against the bank by the high winds.
Wind making waves on the water.
T=Towers
Dual dragons driving their way through the wind.
Dusty pink at sunset
Dusk
Dawn
Crescent Moon
Loki: “Haeey, Marble, Marble, Marble, Marble, Marble! Haeey, Marble, Marble, Marble, Marble, Marble, Marble, Marble! Haeey, Marble, Marble, Marble, Marble, Marble!”
Pre-sunset
Sunset
Oseric Owl keeps a watchful eye out while his ear tufts blow in the breeze.
Nora Owl on her nest
Osric Owl hooting
A lonely jet leaves a lonely contrail in an otherwise clear sky.
Redwing Blackbirds
Willa-Cat-Her pussyfootin’ across our property.
Wile E. Coyote left Wile Etta Coyote behind.
What is Osric Owl looking at?
A pesky Cooper’s Hawk chattering at him like a monkey.
Nora Owl peers out from her nest.
Osric Owl keeping an eye out and hooting a status report.
Easter Kitty
Off Center & Not Even 