Trees in the Snow

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Resa’s Tree

Snow has fallen most of the day. After I got home, I went out and photographed the trees on our property that have been claimed.

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Robin’s Tree
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Tiffany’s Tree? I don’t remember if Tiffany claimed this tree or not.
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Susan’s Tree
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Resa’s Tree from a different point of view
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Susan’s Tree from a different point of view
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Birds foraging in the snow
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Lyn’s Tree with Resa’s Tree in the back ground
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Black bamboo bowing low in the snow

Two Owls, A Pterodactyl in the Tangle-Heart Tree

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Pterodactyl (Great Blue Heron) perched on the Tangle-Heart Tree.

While I was out in the bosque at sunset, I saw two owls in a cottonwood, and a pterodactyl (Great Blue Heron) in the Tangle-Heart Tree. I also photographed cranes against a colored sky, and two ducks in the dark.

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Great Horned Owl in a cottonwood.
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Pterodactyl flying, framed by the end of the Tangle-Heart tree.
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Cranes against the colored sky.
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Great Horned Owl on a branch above the first owl.
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Male Mallard. Mr. Duck in the dark.
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Female Mallard. Mrs. Duck in the dark.

Cold & Cranes

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The temperature never rose above freezing today. I walked out to Beaver Point right before sunset, and a group of cranes were hanging out in the Rio Grande, wading around fluffed up to keep warm. There was a lone Canadian goose hanging with the cranes, and a duck floated by and then took off.

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Jonathan Livingston

Douglas of Moorezart blog came by the hotel and we had a very nice visit. Douglas had one of the quesadillas we brought with us. Douglas lived in the Albuquerque area some years ago, and hadn’t had local fare in a long time. A seagull joined us just as Douglas was leaving and asked to try some quesadilla. I named him Jonathan Livingston. He was a very obedient seagull, and he flew over a few feet away when I asked him to so I could put a piece of quesadilla on the rail (I don’t trust large, wild birds to get really close to them). Then he would walk back along the rail and grab the morsel with his beak, knocking the pieces on the ground a couple of times. Since he has webbed feet, he couldn’t pick up the morsels with his feet and hold it in his claws while he ate it like parrots do.

Since we’ve been in presentations most of the day, and are tied up with happenings until well after 10:00 pm tonight, I haven’t been out to do photos, but I did get the video of Jonathan Livingston.