Daddy Owl And The Moon

At dusk tonight, Daddy Owl was sitting under the moon. The moon is almost full at 93.9%. The full moon is on Wednesday. He was very patient with me getting very close, kneeling under him on the levee to get the moon circled around his head. At first, I was inside the minimum focus range of 11 feet for the Bazooka, so I have to scoot back a little.

Moon over Resa’s Tree with pink Sandias in the background.

Owl Moon Sky

Daddy Owl going “Aak! Aak! Aak!”

Daddy owl let me get close again tonight, and he paused from posing to puke up a pellet. I felt honored to be part of his pellet puking circle.

Back to posing.

The moon is a little over half full tonight at 64.3%.

Since we had cloud cover for the first two days I would have seen the sliver moon, I only have the seven moonshots so far in February.

Catching air

From the Ministry of Silly Walks on Water.

Sunset looking to the southeast over the Rio Grande.

Trees and clouds at dusk looking northwest from the levee.

Kitty Print

A kitty print. Which kitty remains a mystery.

Purple ice mimicking the pTerodactyl on the clearwater ditch.

pTerodactyl flying over the clearwater ditch

Sandias and cranes at dusk.

Purple Tangle Heart with crescent moon

Dusk

Dusk and crescent moon

Persistence of dusk with crescent moon

Crescent moon

Cold Color

9ºF (-12.8ºC) at Dawn

Tommy Towhee puffed at 17ºF (-8.3ºC)

Crow and Clouds

Sunset at 17ºF (-8.3ºC) looking north on the levee

A bit of cold color through the trees looking west

Sliver moon at dusk

Last Day Of Retrograde

Today is the last day of Venus in retrograde. If you’ve been having issues with relationships, beauty, love, money, and values over the past six weeks, things should start to change. The moon and Venus rose close to the same time this morning, and the owls were in Susan’s tree having a bit of hanky panky at the first light of dawn. I noticed overly excited, simultaneous hooting, saw a lot of flapping of wings in my peripheral vision on Susan’s tree, looked over, and got a photo of the last wing flap before the male flew off, leaving the female to watch the dawn.