You know I was a nitty-gritty baby
When my mama would toss me in the cradle
In those old Lava fields back home
It was down around Albuquerque
I was nursing on Wild Turkey
In those old lava fields back home
Rock Wren
Western Kingbird
Curve-billed Thrasher
Señor Thrasher seems to have an underbite.
House Finches
Dawn
Night To Day. Lyrics and Music by Timothy Price. Vocals by Teagan Riordain Geneviene.
I played an unplugged version of Night To Day on my freshly restored Elvis Presley Harmony guitar in my farewell to 2023 video on New Year’s Eve. I later recorded the metal version and asked Teagan if she wanted to sing it. She wasn’t sure about singing metal, but Teagan is a good sport, and she is adventurous when it comes to art and music, so she dove into the metallic pool and nailed it. Her ethereal voice is perfect for the ghostly theme of Night To Day.
If you have trouble viewing the video, you can listen to the song on SoundCloud.
Night to Day
Lyrics and Music by Timothy Price
Vocals by Teagan Riordain Geneviene
[Verse 1]
I saw Sun crash to the ground
It threw colors far and wide
With yellows into reds consumed
Swallowed up by ravenous blues
[Pre-chorus]
Dusk sang dirges to the dark
Clouds ignited a fiery show
[Chorus]
See the darkness
Nighttime’s falling
Time to slumber,
But ghosts are calling
Feel the darkness
Your skin starts crawling
Who can sleep when ghosts come calling
[Verse 2]
As embers meander through the night
Shadows creep under bright moonlight
Dawn wakes colors that light the sky
Painting darkness red, yellow, blue
[Pre-chorus]
Defeating darkness that’s Eos’ way
She breathes life into one more day
[Chorus]
See the light
Ghosts dissolving
Time to rise
A new day’s calling
Feel the light
Your skin stops crawling
When you’re up to see ghosts dissolving
[Bridge]
Night to day. Day to night
Flesh and spirits, in a moment, fight
For the right to live or die
Trading places, one sacrificed
[Outro]
See the darkness
Nighttime’s falling
Time to slumber
Ghosts come calling
See the light
A new day’s calling
Time to rise, see ghosts dissolving
Rio Samba
Altissimo
Guard hummingbird en garde
Spotted Towhee in the tree. House Finch lands in the same tree. Spotted Towhee chases House Finch away.
Spotted Towhee was all proud of himself.
Nora Owl flew over where I could get better shots of her this afternoon.
Walter and Willa were in the top of the cottonwood huddled up together and dozing on and off.
Osric Owl was trying to sleep with the wind blowing his ear tufts.
We have had persistent high winds since Thursday night. Several thunderstorms blew through this afternoon dropping a quarter inch of rain, and pelting us with marble sized hail.
The Rio Grande is flowing high and fast.
This House Finch was really red in the harsh morning sun.
Two House Finches and a Gold Finch
Walter gave me Round eyes this morning.
Willa was sleepy
Nora was sleeping this morning, as well. Osric was nowhere to be seen.
Turkey Vulture
Willa was still sleeping in the evening. Walter ducked down in the nest.
Osric was on a gate waiting for Nore to give him a shopping list.
Not only are the Alpacas shaved, wet, and cold, but the flies are also bothering them.
Side view of Osric on the gate
Our guard hummingbird followed us down to see the owls.
Sunset
Silver’s photo shoot for Kitty Quarterly.
Peony
And yet another Pink Moon rising put on white.
A colorful dawn. Resa’s tree throws out clouds.
House Finch on the tippy-top of the tree.
Rodney Red-tail in Gigi’s Tree.
Cooper’s Hawk fluffed up because it was cold, bleached white in the sunshine.
Dusk’s display
Dawn @ 25º F
Geoff bitched at me last night for commenting on his photos rather quickly. I did make a quick pass through them. I can take in images rather quickly. However, I did not read anything he wrote. As I explained to him, my eyes are really messed up, so I can’t see very well to read right now. You may have noticed that I haven’t been posting the images I normally post this time of year, i.e., cranes, owls, other critters, the bosque, and the Rio Grande. With my bad eyes, I don’t feel like going out and looking for things to photograph. I’ve been working on music more than photography lately. As far as other bloggers’ posts, I can read short pieces, but I have to skim longer pieces if I read them at all. As far as a lot of bloggers’ posts I would normally comment on, I don’t comment if the posts require a lot of reading.
Anyway, took a bunch of photos today between working on music videos, watering, playing guitar, doing laundry and dishes, and hearing cats.
House Finch
Spunk in the rags. Marble under a hoodie over the heater vent.
Beaker. He doesn’t like his picture taken. He keeps moving so it’s hard to get a clear shot using effects.
Midday clouds
Midday clouds with a floral filler.
Spunk and Loki
Sunset
The End
Off Center & Not Even 