Sunrise Superman

I was inspired to write and record “Sunrise Superman” from my early morning walks with Jake.

Dawn

Sunrise

Jake and I had walked over a mile south of where I took the first photo of dawn before the sun began to rise.

Sunrise Superman
By Timothy Price

[Verse 1]
Sunrise Superman, twilight’s spy
Captures color with bedazzled eyes
In love, he Kisses Dawn’s pink blue skies
Silence broken by cranes’ cracked cries

[Chorus]
Sunrise Superman in love with dawn
Sunrise Superman twilight’s spawn
Sunrise Superman the day is drawn
Kryptonite clouds, they fade, they’re gone

[Verse 2]
Daybreak’s twighlight starts the day
Consumed by dawn along the way
Passes colors, pink, red, and gray
The light of blue has the final say

[Chorus]
Sunrise Superman in love with dawn
Sunrise Superman twilight’s spawn
Sunrise Superman the day is drawn
Kryptonite clouds, they fade, they’re gone

[Bridge]
Light breaks the darkness
Spawns colors bright
Sun peeks from under covers
Yawns big and stretches
Throwing rays far and wide
Into the the deep blue heavens
The Dead go back to bed
While goodness, forms awakens

[Outro]
Sunrise Superman in love with dawn
Sunrise Superman twilight’s spawn
Sunrise Superman the day is drawn
Kryptonite clouds, they fade, they’re gone

Big Gulps & Lost Soles

Dawn after the flash flood

Snow Egret caught a fish for breakfast

Another lost sole

Big Gulp

A lost soul, perhaps

The dark line on the opposite bank is the flash flood line, about 6 feet (two meters) above the current natural flow of the river.

Turtle tracks

The moon will be full tomorrow night, but we have not seen it the last few nights because of clouds.

Another Dawn

pTerodactyl tracks

A broken back lying on the riverbed at dawn

Spunk

Desert Dynamics

Dawn

Dusk last night. Dusk tonight.

A flash flood this afternoon left piles of debris where I have been walking on the riverbed.

The temp was 101.1º F (38.39ºC) this afternoon before cloud cover brought the temperatures down.

Mushroom clouds at dusk

Afterglow

Milk Chocolate Water

Not that we are getting a few thunderstorms in the evenings, the runoff turns the water flowing in the Rio Grande the color of chocolate milk. Inspired by the milk chocolate water flowing in the Rio Grande, I wrote and recorded a song of the same name and made it into the above music video.

The river was higher at dawn from runoff from thunderstorms north and west of us. By dusk, most of the water had receded.

Dawn (water). Dusk (mud).

The Snowy Egret that follows us around most mornings

Dawn

Almost sunrise

Dusk

Rain But No Rain

Virgas hung from anemic clouds
Teasing parched earth that begged for rain
Moon rose, hung in the trees
Strawberry Moon forever?
Night heron and Snowiy egret reflected in Rio Grande’s water
It’s dwindling into a stream
Stormclouds blushed at sunset
Embarrassed by their precipitous disfunction

Out To Lunch At Walmart

Blue Grosbeak and the Cresent Moon

A Swainson’s Hawk was having lunch on a light pole in a Walmart parking lot.

Noon

Tiny toadlets on the riverbed at sunset

Speaking being out to lunch, I’m going to take a long lunch break from blogging. I’m tired, and I have been having so much trouble with WordPress over the past few months, I can’t deal with it anymore, and I have decided I really need to take a break.

Sunset

Venus above Jupiter

Doppel in the dark

The Other Side

Dawn

Dawn at Beaver Point

The river dropped enough that I could wade across the shallow rapids just north of 4th of July Point onto the east side of the river.

A beaver crawled into the shallow rapids soon after I crossed, then disappeared under the water as a coyote watched.

Coyote was checking out something in the grass under the jetties.

View from the east side of the river looking south and west at 4th of July Point.

Wildflowers

The west bank of the river

Drift wood and wildflowers at sunrise

Another view of the west bank of the river

Looking at the South Beach from the east side of the river

North side of the shallow rapids where I waded back to the west side of the river.

The island between the shallow rapids

The jetty sculpture garden at the south end of South Beach.

Back on the west side of the river, looking northeast at the other side of the river I had been walking on.

Looking northeast from 4th of July Point.

Map of my long walk on the riverbed

Clouds rolled in when I got back home.

Spunk

Sunset

Dragon at dusk