Blue Grosbeak and the Cresent Moon
A Swainson’s Hawk was having lunch on a light pole in a Walmart parking lot.
Noon
Tiny toadlets on the riverbed at sunset
Speaking being out to lunch, I’m going to take a long lunch break from blogging. I’m tired, and I have been having so much trouble with WordPress over the past few months, I can’t deal with it anymore, and I have decided I really need to take a break.
Sunset
Venus above Jupiter
Doppel in the dark
Beeing
Woody Woodhouse
Spunk Art Therapy
Bigger Beeing
Glenda: “I don’t need no stinking SAT!”
Sunrise
I came across a tiny toad on my walk this morning.
Sunset
Mr. Bowie giving me the eyes.
Distant Drums
Tiny toad
Nora waiting for Osric to bring food for Walter and Willa.
Osric waiting to take his catch to Nora.
Weird food pass-off.
Feeding frenzy
The Christmas lights of the mirror quit working. I replaced them with a neon rope.
The last supermoon moon of summer covered in clouds like lavender lace.
A huge wasp buzzing around near the ground.
Nighthawks
Dawn
A teenage toad frowning with a frog face.
Woodhouse toad and paw prints on the edge of the Rio Grande.
Critters in blue: http://photos.tandlphotos.com/blog/2015/9/a-touch-of-blue
Off Center & Not Even 