Sandhill cranes flying down the Rio Grande. http://photos.tandlphotos.com/blog/2015/11/cranes-after-sundown
Tag: birds
Hawk at Tent Rock
First Cranes
Cranes in the clouds http://photos.tandlphotos.com/blog/2015/10/first-cranes
The Week: May 18th — 24th
Click here —> Photo of the Day, Etc to see the week of May 18th — 24th at a glance.
May 18th: Flying with the Cars — http://photos.tandlphotos.com/blog/2015/5/flying-with-the-cars
May 19th: Stormy Monday Tuesday — http://photos.tandlphotos.com/blog/2015/5/stormy-monday-tuesday
May 20th: On the Edge of Catnip — http://photos.tandlphotos.com/blog/2015/5/on-the-edge-of-catnip
May 21st: A silly selfie and construction — http://photos.tandlphotos.com/blog/2015/5/selfie-shadow
May 22nd: Drivers on the Storm — http://photos.tandlphotos.com/blog/2015/5/drivers-on-the-storm
May 23rd: Dark kitties in the catnip — http://photos.tandlphotos.com/blog/2015/5/through-the-catnip-brightly
May 24th: But it’s a morning in May — http://photos.tandlphotos.com/blog/2015/5/fourth-of-july-on-a-morning-in-may
Cranes On Blue
Seagulls on the Rio Grande
I went out on a walk in the bosque New Year’s morning. There was a light dusting of snow, and the sky was overcast. Several seagulls flew up and down the Rio Grande, often flying close enough for me to get clear shots with a 200 mm lens. Seagulls flying around in the high desert is a strange sight.

A Furry & Feathery Merry Christmas

I photographed all the animals Christmas Eve, trying to get them to have a “Merry Christmas” look about them. The birds and Spunk were more than willing participants, Diné was okay with it as long as she didn’t have to get off the heater vent under the bed, but Rosencrantz and Guldenstern took quite a bit of coaxing. Blue, the Boa, opted out because she is getting ready to shed — she has milky-blue eyes and she’s a bit cranky — it’s best to leave a 7 foot long boa constrictor alone when she doesn’t want to be photographed.





You Botherin’ Me Boy!
I had to stop by the bank on Saturday morning — the parking lot was empty. When I stepped out to the car, a crow was standing in the parking space next to me. I took on photo of him, and then got closer for a second shot. He just stood there, kind of like Foghorn Leghorn, cocked his head sideways and gave me a “Go, I say go away boy, you bother me” look.
The Finch Connection
The End of the Cosmos
One last cosmos was hanging on among the dried ends of cosmos stems and brown, hardened sunflower stalks. A green butterfly landed in the mulch to warm itself in the sun before flying off to forage for what little flowers remained. I was going to start pulling up the dead sunflowers, but the finches and sparrows were still feeding on them, so they will remain standing awhile longer.



















