Blow Me Down!

Red sky at morning. High wind warning

That saying is true for today. We still have high winds, as I type.

The irrigation ditch is dry.

A funny thing happened on the way to the blogosphere. Brad and I were discussing birds wishing paparazzi get struck by lightning. I noticed that all the irrigation ditches have had no water in them in the past few days, even though the river is running higher. The birds’ wishes missed the paparazzi and zapped the irrigation pumps instead. I got a text from the Mayorodomo that the irrigation pumps were down due to being struck by lightning.

Doesn’t take long to get dry, cracked earth in a dry and windy environment.

Nora Owl was secure in her nest, but we did not see Orsic Owl this afternoon.

Rough water on the Rio Grande

Puddle ducks blown up against the bank by the high winds.

Wind making waves on the water.

T=Towers

Dual dragons driving their way through the wind.

Dusty pink at sunset

Dusk

Drama at Duskfall

Redwing Blackbirds

Willa-Cat-Her pussyfootin’ across our property.

Wile E. Coyote left Wile Etta Coyote behind.

What is Osric Owl looking at?

A pesky Cooper’s Hawk chattering at him like a monkey.

Nora Owl peers out from her nest.

Osric Owl keeping an eye out and hooting a status report.

Where’s Nora?

Almost Worm Moon setting at dawn. The full moon is tonight, but it’s blocked by clouds at the moment.

Can you find Nora Owl?

Is that a stupid paparazzo standing on the ditch bank pointing a bazooka at us?

Psst! Don’t look now, but there’s a stupid paparazzo shooting us with a bazooka!

Kiss me, you fool!

Umph! Mo motos mit ma moth mull!

We had intermittent storms with icy winds this afternoon. The wind was biting when I walked down to check on Nora.

Sunset

Duck Daze Wood

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

Another Great Standoff

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!”

The Stragglers

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