Rodney Redtail (I’m assuming this is a male) has been hanging out in Susan’s tree occasionally, perched above where I hung the nest for the owls. I’m hoping that maybe Roberta Redtail is nesting in the owl’s nest. I won’t climb up there and see if she’s in there. But I can hope she is. Rodney had a stick or something in his beak.
Dawn
Male
Trouble with Hairy
Is he could be a Downy
Peckers look alike
Female
Western Bluebird
Moon setting at dawn
The Worm Moon Riseth
On a March night behind clouds
Through trees, it showeth
Pink Dawn
X in the afternoon
Cranes at dusk
Worm Moon
Worm Moon in Resa’s Tree
Worm Moon in a random tree
The Rio Grande at dusk
Last stripes of dusk
Dawn @ 25º F
Geoff bitched at me last night for commenting on his photos rather quickly. I did make a quick pass through them. I can take in images rather quickly. However, I did not read anything he wrote. As I explained to him, my eyes are really messed up, so I can’t see very well to read right now. You may have noticed that I haven’t been posting the images I normally post this time of year, i.e., cranes, owls, other critters, the bosque, and the Rio Grande. With my bad eyes, I don’t feel like going out and looking for things to photograph. I’ve been working on music more than photography lately. As far as other bloggers’ posts, I can read short pieces, but I have to skim longer pieces if I read them at all. As far as a lot of bloggers’ posts I would normally comment on, I don’t comment if the posts require a lot of reading.
Anyway, took a bunch of photos today between working on music videos, watering, playing guitar, doing laundry and dishes, and hearing cats.
House Finch
Spunk in the rags. Marble under a hoodie over the heater vent.
Beaker. He doesn’t like his picture taken. He keeps moving so it’s hard to get a clear shot using effects.
Midday clouds
Midday clouds with a floral filler.
Spunk and Loki
Sunset
The End
Red-winged Blackbirds fly around in fast-moving flocks, changing directions many times before landing in treetops all at once. They take off altogether and fly erratically until they swoop down on another treetop or into the black bamboo.
Spunk helping Laurie with her Chaucer research by reading the Caterbury Tails written by Chaucer’s cat Argos.
Eyes are upon you
Peeking through the heated grates
Caution Precaution
Ringo the Ring-neck Duck
“Damn! I hate it when that happens!”
Incoming
I published Silence Of The Frogs as a poem in 2017 when I was blogging on T & L Photos. I made the poem into a song last summer. It’s a different style from Time To Move On that I posted on Friday.
Moonrise last night
Female Redwing Blackbirds
Junco stuck in the middle
Moonset this morning
Tommy
An attempt to photograph the Green Comet. It was near Polaris last night.
Lonely
Moon and Mars
Jack
Jupiter and moons
Nutty
Eastern sky. Mars to the left of the moon in the moon’s glow.
A second Jack
Big Sky Calling is an instrument piece I wrote and finished recording this morning.
Off Center & Not Even 