I went to bed before the moon rose last night. However, I woke up at 2:00 am and walked out with the moon and the stars. The moon was so bright it was casting very sharp shadows. My moon exposures were major to say the least.
The sky at 2:00 am illuminated by a super Strawberry moon.
Super Strawberry moon, 99.9% full, at 2:00 am. My exposure was 1/2500 of a second, ƒ/7.1 at 100 ISO. I believe that is the first time I have gotten that much detail in a supermoon.
We have not seen Peter, Paul, and Mary for the past three nights. They probably flew further south in search of food. However, we did see three beavers feasting on willows.
Bullfrog, a female Wood duck in the Clearwater ditch, and a male Wood duck in the Rio Grande.
After photographing the red sun falling behind the slipping into its nightly bliss, I walked over the Beaver Point. Lo and behold, the was a beaver sitting on the opposite bank of the Rio Grande grooming to Beethoven’s 5th Symphony. I tried to hold the Bazooka as steady as possible in the low dusk light, capturing video of this classical Beaver, Beethoven the Beaver.
No sunset, no moon, I couldn’t check on the owls. Rain, much needed rain, kept me inside to post photos of roses. The first Dr. Huey in the above photo. Julie’s giant Dr. Huey is only thinking about blooming. After it blooms we will have our 7th annual Dr. Huey tour.
Fourth of July with a Grasshopperlette.
I posted this one last week when it only had 5 roses in bloom.
Bazzoka’s first beavers. It was dark so they are not super clear. the one on the right looks like a bear.
Bazooka’s first swallow. Swallow are faster and more erratic flyers than bats.
Last night there was not much of a sunset, but daddy owl flew up on a tree well after sundown so we could see him in silhouette. He stayed on the tree until I was able to walk around where I could get him in profile in the afterglow. An Osprey flew overhead and then a beaver was out basking in the twilight on the east bank of the river.