Another birthday. Thankful to celebrate after all that’s passed.
Await the storm. A promise of rain. A promise of snow. Perfect present for dry times.
Birds look to the sky. Anticipation.
The owls were out hooting back and forth to each other at twilight.
He flew onto the trunk of a cottonwood before flying over to cottonwoods by the clearwater ditch
Mama Owl was on the tip-top of Mia’s Tree.
Getting a good hoot in. I pushed this photo 2 stops to get a little bit of detail.
Otherwise, Mama Owl was a silhouette.
Cranes and Canadian Geese flew by Mama Owl on their way to roost.
The Sandhill Cranes are flying in for the winter. We are seeing large echelons of cranes flying along the Rio Grande. It seems like they are arriving early this year. Since the Balloon Feasta was canceled, it’s nice to see the cranes flying overhead.
A hummingbird was hovering above me going through its yoga positions while I was out walking on the levee. The specks in the images are swarms of gnats or little flies that the hummingbird is feeding on.