Update on the orphan owlet from the raptor rehabilitor:
“The owlet is eating like a pig and doing well. He’s spending days outside in the GHOW enclosure with foster dad GHOW Royal to ensure he knows he’s a GHOW, and enjoy fresh air and nature sounds. For now, when he’s in the outdoor enclosure in the daytime, he’s in a large sheltered nestbox with wooden slats so he can see and hear Royal but will stay secure in the nestbox while he’s still smaller. I’m bringing him in at night because it’s still a bit cool overnight here and he doesn’t have siblings to snuggle with for warmth. Eventually he’ll be staying in the outdoor enclosure with Royal 24/7 and he’ll have room to learn/ practice flying.”
If you would like to donate to Wildlife Rescue, Inc. in New Mexico to help the orphaned owlet and other rescued wildlife, go to https://wildliferescuenm.org/donate-give/.
Mama Owl waiting for Daddy Owl to bring breakfast.
House Finches in silhouette
House Finches
The Mudback of Notre Pond holding his head up
Another turtle checking things out
Still Dawn
Ducks in the mist
Tracks on the beach. The trail is from a beaver’s tail dragging in the sand.
Sunrise
Mudback of Notre Pond changed position after sunrise
Blue Grosbeak
The Lone Owlet looking east after sunrise
Laurie caught El Vato Kitty sitting with the silver-haired Sasquatch
Sunset
The Lone Owlet at dusk
The moon, Jupiter and Venus were line up nicely tonight.
Scoopy and Jake watched Twilight awaken Dawn She blushed as coyotes made love under the sliver moon Daddy owl gave a hoot, like his opinion mattered Cranes whispered soft clucks, while the geese murmured nonsense Incomprehensible discussions in the waning darkness A big ‘ol jet airliner almost clipped the moon Geese got bunched up in the corner of my viewfinder Pink and purple clouds separated orange from blue
Roses are blooming again after battling the dry heat. We have not had irrigation for over four months. Getting enough water to the roses, fruit trees, and other outdoor plants was challenging.
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Glenda watched a big ‘ol jetliner fly over
Mud swirls off the grass in the river
Reflections in muddy water and gas balloon over powerline
We had our 9th Annual Corrales Rose Society Dr. Huey Tour this afternoon after I went to a “hanging” to help Susan Graham hang her photos at the NM Cancer Center for a Gallery with A Cause show titled “On the Rise – Artists in Early and Mid-Career.” I also helped another artist hang her paintings. She was by herself. Susan and I discovered it’s hard to hang the art and get it right as per the curator who didn’t give particularly clear instructions. When I came out of the restroom after washing my hands, I noticed the artist was starting to rearrange her paintings after the curator had set them where she wanted the paintings. I told the artist not to change the order of her paintings or she would have to rehang them. After Susan and I were done hanging Susan’s photographs, and Susan was waiting for final approval, I noticed the artist having a little trouble hanging her paintings. I went down and helped her. It’s a two-person job to hang artwork and get everything aligned and spaced properly.
I had been to the Cancer Center a week ago for my annual checkup, but it turned out to be my last checkup. My doctor said the scan was clear and my immune system was almost up to normal numbers, so he fired me as a patient. No more scans or checkups unless I get symptoms.
For new followers, Dr. Huey is the rootstock used to graft roses in the western United States. Corrales is a cold spot. A lot of roses freeze at the bud unions in the winter killing the rose grafted to the rootstock. Dr. Huey is cold hardy and drought tolerant. Once the bud union is dead Dr. Huey grows. Therefore, there are many Dr. Hueys growing in Corrales. Starting in 2014, we had done an annual tour of Dr. Hueys in Corrales or simply on our property since we have more Dr. Hueys every year.
We have a lot more Dr. Hueys this year because we had a cold and very dry winter. I was not able to water much during the winter because it never warmed up enough for the hoses to thaw. So we lost more roses over the winter.
Most rosarians don’t like Dr. Huey, but Laurie, Susan, and I love Dr. Huey. It only blooms once, but when Dr. Huey blooms it produces a lot of beautiful red roses with yellow centers. While many of our other roses are struggling due to the drought, Dr. Huey is thriving. Rosarians who live in other parts of the country that don’t have harsh climates like New Mexico can be snobs and hate rootstock roses, but Laurie, Susan, and I appreciate any rose that can thrive in New Mexico, and Dr. Huey is thriving.
A large Dr. Huey along Corrales Road.
Well Hung
Thirteen of sixteen photos Susan has in the show.
Paul flew over to the trees between the ditches leaving Mary behind. Daddy owl was keeping an eye on Mary. We didn’t see Peter in the trees between the ditches, so we presume he flew over to the Bosque. We’ll have to go over and see if we can find him in the Bosque. Given the rate of growth and flying, the owlets might have each hatched a week apart.
This is the second night of the Wolf Moon the day before tomorrow night when the moon does not pass the meridian. The moon is 99.4% full tonight. A Fantasma was embracing the Wolf Moon.
Off Center & Not Even 