The white specks in Resa’s tree are cotton.
Can you find the Starship Enterprise in disguise?
Evening Glow
Category: Flowers
Spunk Ears
Sunrise
Spunk with his ears
Three lumps = three beavers at dusk
Sunset
Bark You Can Bite
Sunrise
Laurie made chocolate bark
Spunk napping in dappled sun
New Peonie
Old Peonie
Loki
Soft pink rose
Out Of Darkness
Flower Moon Setting
Lizard on the firepit
Sunset
Irrigation at Dusk
Shey’s Tree after dark
Wynona Nose
Wynona
Assassin Bug
Wynona Chewing On A Stick
Wynona. A big brown beaver.
Western Bluebird in silhouette
Round-eyed Devil
Sasha exercising
Ma ma ma, my peonies
Dusty Sandias
Tangle Heart Tree
Setting sun
A Few Flowers
Snuggle Kitties
Gwendolyn and Loki
Jumping spider
Loki was thinking when Cater Mortis set in. Luckily, he snapped out of it. That was close, Loki!
Iris before and after Laurie whacked back Dr Huey. Dr. Huey was getting out of hand with long canes that were getting blown around and breaking the iris.
Resa looked up American Badgers and discovered they are on the endangered species list. Tristan said that’s because they are dangerous, mean, and grumpy. Craig piped in, “They will eat your face off!” I told them our badger is sweet. She said that the Cheo in the Badger recognized the Cheo in me, so it saw me as another mean and grumpy badger. There are advantages to being a mean and grumpy curmudgeon (Cheo).
We saw the badger again tonight. It listened to us for a few minutes, decided we weren’t a threat, and headed off to the apple orchard to hunt gophers. I photographed it with my phone because I had forgotten to check the batteries on the Bazooka’s camera body. Stupid paparazzo, as the critters like to say.
Close to sunset
Walter Gets His Wings
When we checked on Walter and Willa tonight, all we could see was Willa. She was high in the tree, looking all around, hopping from limb to limb, climbing the trunk of the tree. She wore herself out, and Walter was nowhere to be seen. Willa laid down on the broken branch we first spotted her on, exhausted from her efforts. Then Walter flew in from another tree, all proud of himself. He was hopping and flying around, looking for Nora. They were ready for dinner.
Willa: “Hey, Paparazzo, do you see Walter anywhere?”
Walter flew in from another tree.
Willa: “Mama! I need dinner!”
As we were walking back, the badger made a mad dash from one hole to another hole. We stopped, and it came back out and listened to us for a bit. We were so close to it that I had to take a few steps back to get enough distance to focus on the badger.
Sunset
¡Hasta la Vista! Babies!
Walter’s tail among the tatones in a different tree from yesterday.
We couldn’t find Walter and Willa in their cottonwood tree this afternoon. And for good reason. They were not in it. They had both flown to the tree to the west of their tree. It will be very hard to see them at dusk from now on.
Nora napping way up high in the cottonwood west of the tree she nested in.
Willa sacked out after making the flight to the new tree.
Western Tanager
Swallow, House Finch, Robin
Mother’s Day Flowers
Silver napping
Marina’s Incognito Pear tree has become rather sculptural.
Sunset
