Contrails spread turn into clouds
Host sun devils, then turn to gold
No matter which way you look
Cloud-like Vs cross the sky
The occasional X makes the scene
Contrails On Parade
Tag: contrails
Hooteluja!
Dawn
Sunset on Sandias
While taking the above photo of the Sandias in red, I heard a buzzing noise. I turned to see what it was and three paragliders were flying my way.
Moon and contrail at dusk
While I was photographing the moon and contrail, I heard an owl hooting close by. I investigated further and there was an owl perched on the edge of the nest I hung in Susan’s tree in August 2022. Hooteluja! Hooteluja! Hooooteluuuja!
It was dark, and I had to use 15x digital zoom on my phone’s camera, so I couldn’t tell if it was daddy owl. It could be one for the owlets from a few years ago out house shopping. Whichever owl it is, it’s a good sign to see an owl perched on the edge of the nest.
dusk
Afterglow
SJS
Sunrise
Sunrise
Jerseys
Sunset
Sunset
“Do I dare to eat a peach?”
Dawn
Silver considers The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock.
“Shall I part my hair behind? Do I dare to eat a peach?”
Ninety-nine point eight percent last night and this morning. The persistence of the August Blue Moon.
Sunset
Those Photographs Lie
Awfully abstract
It does look like a painting
Those photographs lie
Gentlemen Stay Out
Contrails piercing clouds
Could not agree more
When it’s a women’s restroom
Gentlemen stay out
Celina took a photo of the signs on the door of a women’s restroom at a school in northern New Mexico and pinned it on a bulletin board at the office.
A UFO moving through space worms.
Flying X
The sky is so unsettled
Contrails cross into a flying X
Wavy clouds make me wonder
What have they been smoking?
Maybe my wrinkled eyes are playing tricks
My camera plays witness for the verdict
The clouds were high in the sky
Booms lowered
Oh! Stopped in my tracks
Orders of red lights flashing
Now the bells are ringing
Did I mention how I sat and waited?
Only fifteen passengers zipped by
Gosh! Those three train cars
Go upwards of 450 passengers, not mph
Like I could almost feel
Every dollar burning in my hand
A Morning Song & Moutain Chickadee
Resa’s Tree was having a wild hair day at dawn.
Towhee singing a morning song.
A Mountain Chickadee made a quick stop on the garden cart. I barely got in two shots edgewise.
Butterfly on Brian’s favorite flower.
Lady Banks. Our first rose to bloom.
Contrails at dusk disturbed the ghosts, who went plasmatic on me.
Venus and Sliver Moon in western sky. Clouds, contrails, and stars in southern sky. Stars over luminous cottonwoods in northern sky.
Resa’s Tree blowing off steam after having wild hair at dawn.
Hmmm! Temperatures aligned.
Standoff
Standoff pink, red, blue
Something in the air tonight
Under heavy clouds
End Of An Era
Endku
End of an era
The Owls’ tree’s gone forever
Tangle Heart still stands
Off Center & Not Even 