Sunrise
Whoot are you?
Owlet peeking out at the paparazzi. There was another photographer checking on the owlets.
Osric Owl’s ear tufts blowing in the wind.
Osric Owl watching a couple wth three dogs walking under his perch. He was only 10 feet above them.
The moon the day before yesterday and today.
Sunset
Meet Mr. Cardinal Sin, one of many Northern Cardinals who were very vocal in Comfort, TX.
I’m hard of hearing, and I don’t hear a lot of the birds we have around our house. I was pleasantly surprised to discover I could hear almost all the birds in Comfort, TX. Including many of the same species of birds we have in NM. I don’t know if the humidity carries sound better or if the birds are just louder in Texas, but I heard them loud and clear. Especially the Northern Cardinals, who chattered and sang continuously during daylight hours. The problem was they were hard to see clearly up high in the foliage of the trees. I finally got several good shots of Mr. Cardinal Sin, who, in a fit of sinfulness, exposed himself to me.
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Sandias @ Sunset
Osric Owl would not open his eyes for me at first. He finally woke with a hoot and gave me a “Stupid Paparazzo! And spell my name right!” look.
Nora Owl was looking sleepy also. That’s an indication the owlets might have hatched.
Beaver @ sunset
A tree with no name @ sunset
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
Oseric Owl keeps a watchful eye out while his ear tufts blow in the breeze.
Nora Owl on her nest
Osric Owl hooting
A lonely jet leaves a lonely contrail in an otherwise clear sky.
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.
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
Dawn
pTerodactyl on a paddleboard at dusk
Dusk
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
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!”
Off Center & Not Even 