Category: Birds

On The fly

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Minimal dawn

Geese @ dawn

Flycatcher catching flies on the fly.

Flycatcher looking for more flies to catch on the fly.

Reflecting while on the fly to catch more flies.

Gwendolyn: “Stick ’em up Paparazzo!”

Sunset

Deconstructing Humanities

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Another cloudless dawn

The Duck Pond was renovated at UNM, and now there are no ducks, turtles, or fish.

Tearing down the old Humanities Building to build a new Humanities Building.

They de-paved A Parking lot to put an Art School on that spot.

My, that’s a big cracker you have there, Belafonte.

Food delivery robots

A place to read like royalty.

The hippo in the sky

Blowing On The Web

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pTerodactyl flyies into pink

A drove of ducks at dawn

No clouds crack of dawn

How many prompts can AI respond to, before we think we know what is true? The answer my friend is blowin on the web, the answer is blowing on the web!

Hahahaha! Blowing on the web! AI? We don’t need no stinking AI! DN (dog nose) can give you much better intelligence!

Lingering clouds at dusk

We Care

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Sunrise

Who cares? We Care! We do?

Loki working on his “Talk to the claws!” Halloween prop.

Helping Loki work on his animatronic verison of his “Talk to the claws!” prop.

Dusk

Beaver Dawn

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Dawn

Tres patos amigos

A sad beaver at dawn. He had to crawl in the shallow water.

Sunrise over Sandias

Loki was doing hammock yoga

“A penny for your thoughts, Jake!”

“Huh? Uh, uh? Oh! I don’t have no stinking thoughts!

“I’ll give you my thoughts for a buck, Paparazzo!” “Hmmm! I don’t think so, Spunk! I know what you’re thinking.”

Dusk

Mystery Kitty

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Geese @ dawn

This kitty has been hanging around, fighting with our cats through the wire in the catio, for quite a while. The first time I saw this kitty several months ago, I was awakened by him fighting with Silver at 2:00 a.m. I stumbled out into the catio to see what was going on. I looked up to see this kitty looking down at me through the wire at the top of the catio. Seeing it in the darkness when I was half awake, it really looked like Spunk. I said, “Spunk! How did you get outside?” The kitty simply stared at me. I went back inside to put on shoes so I could go outside and collect Spunk, but there Spunk was on the bed.

Virga over the Sandias near sunset