No Timku Tuesday…

…just a plain poem

Out in darkness, 6 AM
Bright stars shine like twilight’s frost
Shadows move among the trees

Down paths familiar all looks the same
Until a wormhole opens
Do we dare pass through?

Unfamiliar paths winds through broken branches
Grabbing clothes, scratching skin
Elms felled by beavers block the way

Another trail, a tale be told
Finding cranes in all the new places
Shallows wrapped by misty spaces

Path splits! Why? Indicision’s wrath
Left or right? Which one to take
Will one or the other lead to Destiny or Doom?

Tree lies along the trail with a broken back
Sinuous tree, sympathetic, perhaps, lies on the other side
How many feet pass by?

Fog rises off the river
Cranes stand together like Hydra in the mist
Rolling through the tangled trees and brush

Fog consumes the bosque
Rising sun tries to vanquish mist
A hard battle fought

Sunrise overcomes fog’s faux-iron grip
Long beams light crane’s field
Happy to be set free

Dusk

Beaver Moon From Beaver Point

Cranes in the mist at dawn

Dawn from Beaver Point, 4th of July Point, and South Beach

Sunrise from the edge of the Barrens

Map of the morning walk to show the points of dawn and sunrise photos of the Rio Grande and Sandias. The evening walk was the same, but we only went down to South Beach and back.

Volcano and golden cottowoods at sunrise

Glenda

Spunk

Afternoon

Beaver Point, 4th of July Point, and South Beach at sunset

Cranes at South Beach at sunset

Volcano and golden cottonwoods at dusk

Beaver Moon rising

Beaver Moon rising as seen from Beaver Point

The Super Beaver Moon is 100% full tonight and does not pass the meridian.

Happy Crane Dance

The Big Dipper at 4:50 am this morning

Jake got me up to go out and hang out with Chupacabra and La Llorona in the wee hours of the morning. I got photos of the morning stars.

The Big Dipper, Orion’s Belt and Stars! Whoopee!

Dawn

Wow! Dawn makes me jump for joy!

Those colors are worth a bow

Black Cat Break

All right! A Black Cat Break!

Jake got stuck in the mosquito netting on his way out to watch the sunset.

Poor Jake! We’re jumping for him!

Woo Hoo! Look at those beautiful cranes in flight.

The Mountains are so beautiful! Look at all those towers!

Such pretty golds and oranges at dusk!

A Bit Of A Stretch

Night Sky

Spunk Art @ 5:00 AM

Mysty dawn

Coyote was doing a weird stretch this morning

We may have awakened him

That felt good!

The cranes are collecting

Silver trying to teach an early morning cat class.

Silver gave up on the cat class, and gave into the summoning sunrise.

Almost sunset

Jake: “Ah, hmm! Hey, paparazzo, when are we going back inside so you can feed me?”