
Cottonwoodlets on the river bed

Toadlet on the river bed

Ducks going for the gold

Another lost sole


Drift tree at sunrise

Coyote





“Where are the sights?”

Loki




Evening coyotes

Sunset

Blue Moon at dawn


Sunrise
While I was standing in the river shooting the sunrise, Jaws started swimming towards me.

Harry, the Hairy Woodpecker, pecking on a cottonwood

Mama Owl at sunrise
Spunk noticed there was a lot of orange in the floral arrangement and added his tail.

“Ahem! Pesky Paparazzo, cheez is also orange!”

“That’s more like it!”

Norte Pond has become Notre trou de boue

Neil Diamond produces a cracklin’ rose

Sunset

Spunk’s tail between a rock and a hard cat.

Post sunset colors

Silver

Daddy Owl at dusk

Dusk

Snowy Egret at Dawn



Wood Duck


This might be a Yellow-breasted Chat

Coyotes on the run

Mama owl and owlet sleeping and sunrise



Guard Hummingbird and sunset

One owlet at sunset

Wynona Beaver hanging out with us at sunset

Can you find Wynona in the above photo?

Can you find six coyotes in the above photo?

Owlets at dusk



Hummingbird at dusk

Dawn


Can you find the owlette?

Sunrise

Gwendolyn

Glenda



Sliver sleeping

Cat 5



Spunk

Loki

Mystery Kitty
The mystery kitty started hanging around last summer, fighting with our cats through the wire in the catio. You can read more about that at https://wp.me/p1yQyy-cr8. He has always run away from us whenever he sees us, but Laurie noticed he’d been looking thin, so she started leaving food and water out for him. He was meowing at the Sally port door this afternoon, and our cats were not fighting with him through the wire. I walked out the door and he ran. I sat down on the step and called him. He slowly came back, sniffed me, got up on the step next to me, and let me pet him for a few seconds before he ran off again. I went back inside and in a few minutes he was meowing at the door again. I took a can of cat food out and put it in his food bowl, and he really appreciated the canned food. I sat on the step with him eating at my feet and took a few photos. He definitely looks rougher than he did when we first started seeing him last summer.


The humming bird that was buzzing aroung us while the mystery kitty was eating.


If you didn’t find the owlet in the long shot, here’s a closer view.

Sunset


Rainy Dawn

Craig flying between the mustard fields before going into warp speed.

Atlas: “I’m told you’re leaving on a jet plane and won’t be coming back again?”

I’ll come back next year, Altas!







Buzzing for breakfast

Max Headroom








No explanation



“We’ll miss you, pesky Paparazzo!”
I’ll miss you too, Freyja and Atlas!

Sunset