Plugged In

Sunrise

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?†

†”Wishing You Were Here” by Pink Floyd.

Dogoplatos

We haven’t had a dishwasher in years. Now we have a Dogo-Matic Dishwasher.

One flew over the Sandhill Cranes

Belafonte having a bit of Cranberry Walnut Bread with a decaf coffee chaser.

Spunk and catnip with DarkCat in the corner.

The landing

Silver

Ducks fly over Venus as the Tangle Heart Tree looks on

Marble

Geese and cranes looking north.

A trinity of cats

Volcano under yellow @ dusk

Feeding Cow Cats

Dawn

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.

A Mish Mash

Dawn

Puddle Ducks

Bottoms up!

I believe this is a Swainson’s Hawk. As shot on the left, cropped, and processed on the right.

Cropped but not processed on the left. Processed on the right.

Willa was laid back tonight. Walter kept his head down with the hawk overhead.

We did not hear or see anything of Nora and Osric tonight. They were either still hunting, or they decided to go out on a TGIF owl date.

Shaved Alpacas

Lady Banks

Lady Banks

Sunset

Blow Me Down!

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