
Sandias and Rio Grande at noon

Glenda




Marble the camo kitting dirtbagging. Click on her photos to enlarge.







Sasha enjoying a pleasant afternoon

The wind started blowing hard at 8:00 PM last night and didn’t let up until 7:00 PM this evening.

A wave of clouds crashing over the Sandias this evening.

“Hey, Paparazzo! We need the jug topped off!”

“Know you don’t, Silver!”

“Hey! What’s up with you, Loki?”

“Oh Lord, hear my prayer. May Loki do a little choki!”

“Keep looking the other way, Loki!”

“Hahahaha! You got your tongue stuck, Silver?”





Contrail Cross
Some of you might remember that three years ago to the day, I posted Wood Dack Daze with a music video. Today, I give you Wood Ducks without a music video (I feel sighs of relief).






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Ducks at dusk


The Big Dipper are 9:30 PM and 6:00 AM


Orian and company at 9:30 PM and stars at 6:00 AM

Bridge and clouds taken on my ride this evening.

A little color at sunset

Mostly blue skies all day.

“Put down that camera and top off the jug, Paparazzo!”

The great jug standoff.

I thought this was a cute little Tit, but my Bird ID said it’s a Canyon Towhee.

“I see you don’t know your Tits from a Towhee! Stupid Paparazzo!”

“It’s like, Duh!”

Plum blossoms.

Honeybee on plum blossoms

One of many tree roots of all evil lying in wait to trip people running in the bosque was calling Brian’s name. “¿Dónde está Brian? ¡Ven y tropieza conmigo!”

Dawn

Noon

Afternoon



Bloomin’ Blooms

No cranes

A lone crane flew in

Can you find the lone crane in this photo?

It’s on the rocks!

No red on the Sandias tonight

A gang of scrawny-looking teenagers at Fourth of July Point. They probably fell behind and were left on their own to make their way north.

Five cranes flew over the teenage crane’s cuckoo’s nest

Sunset

pTerodactyl in the Twilight