A friend dropped by, and we played guitar for a while. Silver plugged in after my friend left.
Paddleboarders on the Rio Grande
Una señora pato
Blue Grosbeak on blue
So, so you think you can tell Heaven from Hell, blue skies from pain Can you tell a green field from a cold steel rail? A smile from a veil? Do you think you can tell?†
The above video is of Laurie, the cat herder, doing her daily routine of feeding the cow cats their grass (there is music with the video).
Laurie, the cat herder, with two of our cow cats.
Mallard Ducks being silly gooses.
Our baby, volunteer, cottonwood.
Walter looked grumpy, and Willa was half asleep in the morning sun.
Nora Owl look positively happy this morning. She was half-asleep with one eye closed. She must have had a good TGIF owl night out with Osric last night. I think she wore out Osric. He was nowhere to be seen.
Dandelion blossoms
It was cloudy and raining most of the afternoon into the evening.
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.