The Rio Grande is down about four feet, exposing a carved-up beach.
A black and white bovine at sunset.
While I was checking the status of irrigation water under the peach tree, this hummingbird was en garde, buzzing me, hoovering in my face, and perching less than an arm’s length away to keep a close eye on me. I get this strange feeling there might be a nest in the peach tree.
Left alone
In a field of dreams
Plowed and leveled
Lying in wait
To be broken
Again
And again
Pour foundations
Erections follow
A Buck Moon in blue
Hanging in between the lines
Not for very long
There are critters in them, there clouds!
Spunk: “There are some bloody scary-looking critters in them, there clouds!”
Sunset
Sunrise
Sunrise looking south. The clouds were mimicking Marina’s Incognito Pear Tree.
Question Mark Butterfly (Polygonia interrogations).
It looks leafy
4:30 this morning, looking east. The Pleiades is on the left. Jupiter is in the center.
4:30 this morning, looking south. Saturn is at the top center.
4:30 this morning, looking north. Lots of stars.
4:30 this morning, looking west.
4:30 this morning, looking straight up.
Sunset
Sunset
Standing in the rain
Monster trips on a rainbow
Lightning cracks the dusk
Synchronized update
Life is reduced to charging devices
Damned to eternal update hell
Bitcoin indulgences ring in virtual coffers
But no souls spring from the depths of our self-made electronic purgatory
Enslaved by our devices
Can we ever learn to breathe again?
Half moon at sunset
Sunset
You all’s souls may be trapped in a self-made cyber purgatory, but I’m just beeing. Just sayin’!
Moon strays farther from Mars and Venus.
Sunrise
Sunset
Sunrise as seen from the same as it ever was scene.
Tristan’s funky chickens at the Solstice party. Chickens may be fowl, but they know how to party.
Drama in the southern sky.
Orange in the western sky.
Venus and the moon riding a black dragon.
Dawn
They call it progress
Uprooting trees just because
They are in the way
Venus and a sliver moon at dusk.
Off Center & Not Even 