You know I was a nitty-gritty baby
When my mama would toss me in the cradle
In those old Lava fields back home
It was down around Albuquerque
I was nursing on Wild Turkey
In those old lava fields back home
Rock Wren
Western Kingbird
Curve-billed Thrasher
Señor Thrasher seems to have an underbite.
House Finches
Tools Of The Trade
Loki: “WTF!”
Wishful Thinking, Fool!
I weighed myself
Hundred sixty-six point six
Devilishly low
Sunrise
Laurie made chocolate bark
Spunk napping in dappled sun
New Peonie
Old Peonie
Loki
Soft pink rose
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
Dawn
WARNING! Snake Photos at the end of this post!
Hey! Paparazzo! Looki. See? We need more juggin’ water! ¿Sí?
Silver: “You’re fast, Loki! I’m outta here!”
Our guard Hummingbird. He sits at the top of the Chitalpa, and if any suspicious-looking characters come around, he attacks them.
Owl Newz
Nora on the left. Hungry Willa and Walter in the middle. Osric on the right
Nora was on her branch giving sweet, higher pitched hoots to Osric, who was about 100 feet from her at the top of a tree. We figured she was giving him a grocery list.
Osric gave Nora a gopher. Hmmm! Could be a song!
When Osric brought Nora the critters, it was after dusk, so I only got a few halfway clear shots that I lightened up in post processing so we can see what the owls were up to.
Osric flew off and came back with a packrat.
My what big claws you have, Nora!
After Nora flew over to the nest, Osric flew in, dropped off the packrat in the nest and flew off. Apparently, Nora’s grocery list was for gopher and packrat.
Progression of the sunset tonight.
WARNING! WARNING! Snake photos below!
Me with Blue Boa
Many of you thought that bullsnake was huge. Now Blue is what I would call a huge snake.
I don’t believe I have ever posted a photo of myself with Blue Boa. I don’t handle her much because of my compromised immune system. The results of a recent blood test showed my white counts and absolute nuetrofils are low again. Reptiles carry salmonella, so people with compromised immune systems s should not handle them much.
Laurie took the photos. Blue Boa was squirming around a lot.
Spunk thinks he much better looking than that stinking snake.
Wisteria
Tulips
Glenda
Loki: “Oh Lord, I beseech you to make the stupid Paparazzo put his camera down and clean the stinking cobwebs! Amen!”
Loki: “I’m waiting for the bolt of lightning!”
Spunk hammocking
Silver
Marble and Glenda are Cow Cats grazing on grass.
Sasha
Loki
Gwendolyn
Mama, in the morning
Osric Owl snoozing in the morning.
Walter and Willa
Nora Owl in the evening
Willa and Walter
Sunset
The wind blew away the color this morning
Silver: “Hey, Loki! Loki, Loki, Loki, Loki, Loki, Loki! Hey, Loki! Hey, Loki! Hey, Loki! Hey, Loki! Loki, Loki, Loki, Loki, Loki, Loki!”
Glenda, Spunk, Silver, and Loki waiting for Gwendolyn.
Gwendolyn: “Okay! Here I am! The Jugger Not Band meeting can begin!”
“Well? Well?”
“Calling a Jugger Not Band meeting to order is like herding cats!”
Sasha sacked out
Dawn
Crescent Moon
Loki: “Haeey, Marble, Marble, Marble, Marble, Marble! Haeey, Marble, Marble, Marble, Marble, Marble, Marble, Marble! Haeey, Marble, Marble, Marble, Marble, Marble!”
Pre-sunset
Sunset
“Ah! Hmm! Papa Ratzo! Are you like dense or something? Can’t YOU see the CHEEZ is COVERED?”
Loki: “It looks like a wee bit of Cheez. It stinks like an Old wee bit of Cheez. It’s dry like an Old wee bit of Cheez…”
Loki: “I think the stupid, clueless Papa Ratzo duped us with a piddling amount of cheez! I’m outta here!”
Silver: “Wait! Loki! You’re leaving me to deal with the stupid, clueless Papa Ratzo and a piddling amount of dry, stinky Cheez?”
Cats: “Are you ILL il Papa Ratzo? Did you not learn anything from the CHEEZ incident earlier?”
Paparazzo: “I just topped off the jug and blessed it! What else do you want me to do?”
Cats: “You need to ask? You are more clueless than we thought!”
Wind blew the color away at dawn
What’s a matter you, Paparazzo? Where’s the stinking cheeeezzzz, already?
Silver: “So, Loki? Do you think the stupid Paparazzo put the cheez in this thing?” Loki: “I don’t see no stinking Cheez dish or smell no stinking Cheez! But I suppose there could be Cheez in that there thingamagig. But I’m tellin’ you Sliver, Cheez or no Cheez, I smell a stinking rat of a Paparazzo!”
Silver: “So that is what I was smelling? Un RATTO puzzolente di paparazzo!! He’s probably hiding the Cheez for himself”
Mable: “Hey, puzzolente ratto di paparazzo! How do I open this thing and get to the Cheez?”
Sasha: “Who cares about stinky old Cheez when you can be on the cutting edge?”
A colorful sunset defied the wind.
Off Center & Not Even 