Are these pink clouds at dawn feathers or fur?
Sandhill cranes in a flying-V
The Pleiades is at the middle left. Mars is in between the light streak and Resa’s tree on the lower left. Jupiter is at the top right.
I haven’t taken photos of the Sandias from the north end of Corrales in a long time. The Sandias were particularly rugged looking in the light of the setting sun this afternoon.
Sunset looking south from the north end of Corrales.
When I got home, the sun had set and the clouds were pink and red.
A Bonus Birdie
I also found this Dark-eyed Junco sitting on the path. I reached down to see if it would fly and it hopped onto my finger. It was alert, but it refused to fly. I tried to put it on a branch in the black bamboo, but it kept hopping back in my hand. I looked under its wings and inspected its body. I did not see any injuries. I took it inside and showed it to Laurie, then I walked down to the infinite shed of doom with the Junco still perched on my finger to get a bird cage to put it in for the night. I figured if it wasn’t going to fly, a cage would be a safe place for it to recover from whatever was keeping it from flying. It stayed on my finger inside the infinite shed of doom while I scrounged around in the dark looking for a cage. I finally found a cage, walked back outside, showed the cage to the Junco, and asked it if it wanted to spend the night in the cage in the house. At that point, I think it decided it couldn’t deal with the cage and flew away. I was relieved to see it fly.
When I walked out of a store at sunset, the sky was wild over the Sandias. On my way home the sky was very distracting. I stopped several times facing icy winds, crossing busy streets, and getting stickers in my socks to photograph the quickly changing wild sky.
Cranes specks in the sky
Freezing cottonwoods shiver
Dawn spreads light’s colors
Sun sets behind wire
Orange glow fades out of reach
Thoughts gone asunder
Clouds at sunrise after rain in the night.
Pink snow on the Sandias at sunset.
A screenshot from the Sandia Peak Ski Area SkiCam at 5:05 pm this afternoon.
Beaver dam in the clearwater ditch.
A view from Beaver Point on the west bank of the Rio Grande.
Our volunteer baby cottonwood with yellowing frost-lined leaves.
Dawn anticipates the violence of the sun
Contrails mark the night sky as they are blown, and reshaped into apparitions.
The beaver moon shining bright, and full of itself, rises in anticipation of becoming a bloody beaver moon in the wee hours of the morning†.
The above photo is only representative of the blood moon that will happen almost 8 hours after this post’s posting.
†There will be a full eclipse of the moon in the wee hours of the morning on 11/8/22 that will be visible from my location starting at 1:00 am. The full eclipse will be at 3:59 am. The moon will set before the eclipse ends at 6:56, close to sunrise.
Spunk: “You’re going to be ‘Il paparazzo morto!’ if you do get that camera out of my face!”