Flicka Dahling

A flicker stayed still long enough for me to photograph him.

Mama Owl peeking over the edge.

Daddy Owl preening and proud of it.

Peek-a-Daddy-Owl-Boo. What’s up, Daddy Owl?

Talons

Hanging on in the wind

Dawn At Work

7:00 am (formerly known as 6:00 am) at the office. The sky was wild.

5:00 pm (formerly known as 4:00 pm) when I got home from work. The sky was wild.

6:20 pm (formerly known as 5:20 pm), the almost full March Moon, AKA Worm Moon, would have been rising over the mountains. No moon, but the sky was wild.

Tangle Heart Tree pinching March Clouds.

A wild sky over the Rio Grande and Sandias. The cranes are gone.

When I walked out to Fourth of July Point where I took the above photo, I didn’t see or hear D Wowl. On my way back I heard D Wowl hoot from one of his trees between the clearwater ditch and the irrigation ditch. I couldn’t see him in the darkness, so I called out “Where are you Daddy Owl?” He flew out of the tree and landed on a branch next to me. He didn’t say a word, simply posed. I told him that I had posted photos of him two nights in a row and that everyone was going to get tired of seeing him. I don’t think he believed me.

I continued walking north, and I made a side trip to Beaver Point. D Wowl flew to one of his favorite perches near Beaver Point as I walked by.

Evening Blue

For the first evening that we are trying to save the daylight, which, by the way, is not endangered out here, the Painter went a little wild jamming with the clouds.

Venus and Mars showed up at 6:30 am, the time formerly known as 5:30 am.

Daddy Owl enjoying the colors

Calling All Colors

Resa’s tree kissed colorful Dawn

Cracked clouds strangled sun

Cracked clouds covered Corrales

The Rio Grande eats bank crumbles

Clouds collided

Cranes look north anticipation

A final gasp glowing color

Daddy perches tangled arches

Tangle Heart pinches purple

Dusty

The forecast was for rain between 2:00 am and 5:00 am, clearing after sunrise with winds in the afternoon. They got the clearing after sunrise and winds right. We didn’t get a drop of rain that I could tell. On my way home at 4:15 pm, the dust made clouds that obscured the sun.

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.

Crows & Sparrows

Crows and Sparrows sound like it could be a game, but they were hanging out in Susan’s cottonwood just before sundown.

Sparrows taking flight

another group of sparrows

Mama Owl was doing some routine maintenance on her nest tonight.

Venus at Dawn

Crow highway at dusk