Reflections
Tag: Canadian geese
The Longest Mile
Well! Five point seven/eights miles to be more precise. While it’s only a mile and a half between mile marks as the river flows, and the treks to the river and back, plus all the winding around on different paths in the bosque added up. This was the longest walk Jake has made with me since he moved in.
One
Beaver point is at the 194.5 mile mark
Surprisingly, I saw a dragonfly. The temperature was around 48º F (~9º C).
Two
Bushwacking on our way to Three
Three. A couple of dragonflies lying eggs in the shallows.
Four
On the way to Five
Five
Six
The Portal to Seven. Seems all portals look the same!
Seven
Jake recharged his pee-shoot in the Rio Grande by a cocklebur bush at the 194-mile marker.
Eight
Søren seemed impressed. Or not!
Spunk: “Why take a stinking 6-mile walk in the bosque when you can lounge in fresh-dried underwear?”
Silver: “Whoa! I can’t beieve you made Jake walk that far!”
Jake was a little slow after his long mile, and got caught in the skeeter net again.
A couple of women were walking five dogs and let two loose to chase the coyotes. Jake was not happy about those dogs chasing his coyote pals.
Coyotes with cranes overhead
Dusk from the spot where photo Two was taken.
Fungus Among Us
Dawn is a little darker every morning. Soon it will be nighttime, awaiting dawn. Venus shines on the right, above the clouds.
Clouds consumed the Sandias at Dawn
Loki
It’s been wet enough to get some fungus among us!
¡Quatro Amigos!
Silver
Cottonwoods starting to change
Glenda
A dark and cloudy dawn persisted throughout the day.
Spunk: “I believe ‘il fungo tra noi è il paprazzo!'”
Coyote Dawn
Resa’s Wolf Tree and Venus at dawn.
When Jake and I went out for a walk at dawn, the first critters we encountered when we walked out onto the ditch bank were a couple of coyotes.
Harvest Supermoon on its way to setting.
Sandias and geese in the mist again.
Balloons on the rise
Clouds splashing over the sandias eventually brought rain. We have 2/10 of an inch so far.
We got a rainbow at sunset
Sandias were still socked in
The clouds split for a moment at sunset
Play Misty For Me Geese
Geese in the mist
Sunset
On The fly
Minimal dawn
Geese @ dawn
Flycatcher catching flies on the fly.
Flycatcher looking for more flies to catch on the fly.
Reflecting while on the fly to catch more flies.
Gwendolyn: “Stick ’em up Paparazzo!”
Sunset
Mystery Kitty
Geese @ dawn
This kitty has been hanging around, fighting with our cats through the wire in the catio, for quite a while. The first time I saw this kitty several months ago, I was awakened by him fighting with Silver at 2:00 a.m. I stumbled out into the catio to see what was going on. I looked up to see this kitty looking down at me through the wire at the top of the catio. Seeing it in the darkness when I was half awake, it really looked like Spunk. I said, “Spunk! How did you get outside?” The kitty simply stared at me. I went back inside to put on shoes so I could go outside and collect Spunk, but there Spunk was on the bed.
Virga over the Sandias near sunset
Geese @ Dawn
Dawn
Blue Grosbeak @ Dawn
Geese @ Dawn
Geese swimming @ dawn
Geese standing @ dawn
Geese flying @ dawn
Light shining down on me
Thunderheads
Shadow of a giant goose on the Sandias
@Dusk
Pre-dawn
Cranes @ Dusk
Daddy Owl in the dark
Gwendolyn
Dusky reflections
Canadian Geese Squadron
Afterglow
40 Hours
The wee hours of the morning.
A pretty pine cone
Jake put in 40 hours at the office this week. All the staff loved Jake; he got so much attention he was worn out by early afternoon today.
Jake’s version of TGIF!
Veteran’s Honor is a huge bloom.
Venus riding the clouds.
Sandias at dusk with Canadian Geese wading in the Rio Grande as they prepare to roost for the night.
Off Center & Not Even 