On Any Hot Sunny Sunday
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Peace Rallies
We have an old Peace Rose out on the east 40 that I wasn’t sure was going to make it since it only gets water from the irrigation ditch. I noticed it was really rallying this afternoon. That remote bed, which has Color Magic, three other roses and a Dr. Huey are all rallying the best they can. I bought more soaker hoses this morning, so I cut a lot of dead canes out of the roses, and wrapped a soaker hose around all the roses in the remote bed this afternoon. I stretched a long hose over to them, and gave them a good long soak. We should be seeing a lot more fine roses from that bed as the hot, dray dog, cat, gopher and squirrel days of summer drag on.
When the assassin bug on one of the Peace Roses saw the Bazooka pointing at him, he raised his little bug arms and said “Don’t Shoot!” before I shot him. After his initial shock of staring down the barrel of the Bazooka, he took flight and buzzed me as he flew by.
Hot Day In The Hood
While the official high temperature in Albuquerque was 101ºF (38.3ºC), the temperature in the east side of the building when I left the office was 107ºF (41.7ºC). I stopped by Costco on the way home and parked in the shade under their solar panels. When I got in the car to leave, the temperature still read 107ºF. The temperature did not change until I got home and it went down to 99ºF (37.2ºC).
Black bamboo sprouting in Julie’s Giant Dr. Huey has a Japanese look to it.
Spunk posing for intermission.
Pre-sunset looking east.
Sunset looking east.
Sunset looking west.
Bazooka’s First Shasta Daisy
We have one Shasta Daisy so far this year. You can see a crab spider between the petals. Yellow and white roses tonight.
Cotton bursting on the new growth at the base of Resa’s Tree.
Pre-sunset clouds were promising.
But then by sunset, most have the clouds had dissipated with a few left on the horizon.
Three Bean Baggers
Sasha Bean Bagging.
Silver: “You’re pretty pathetic Bean Bagger, Sasha. You have to be more expressive!”
Spunk: “Both of your are bona fide, brazenly bad, boring Bean Baggers. Allow the best bona fide braggart of a Bean Bagger, moi, to show you some basic, bratty and beatifically beautiful Bean Bagging.”
Who do you think is the best Bean Bagger?
White Duck Daze
Some one’s white duck was in the irrigation ditch tonight.
I spotted a Beaver on the other side of the river.
He slithered into the water.
Swam toward me like Jaws.
He made a right turn,
Then a left turn.
Then Splashed me after I was yelling at him to splash for quite some time.
Daddy Owl
Is there a dragon in the clouds?
The Sandias with a soft pink.
Bazooka’s First Day Lily
The first day lily bloomed this afternoon.
Graham Thomas
Tatones on Resa’s Tree. They will open soon sending cotton blowing in the wind.
Cotton blowing in the wind from tatones on other cottonwoods in Corrales.
May Peace be with you.
Wild, pre-sunset clouds looking east.
The color remained close to the horizon as the sun was tucked away for the night.
Colors With Silver
Silver: “There ain’t no stinking Silver in those colors!”
Hmm! Well! It seems like there’s lots of sliver in the storm clouds blocking the sunset, Silver.
Night Heron
Night Heron flying over the Rio Grande at dusk.
Sunrise, Vulture, Sunset
I went out a 4:30 am this morning to let in the irrigation water. The sunrise had a bit of color. A vulture circled over head eyeing me the whole time. I assure him, no matter what he thought I looked like from getting up a 4:30, I was alive and kicking. I got to work late because of the irrigating, and left work late getting work done. Alameda Blvd was at a standstill at the office, so I went south to Paseo Del Norte, which was slow but moved along. It took me 30 minutes to get home instead of 15 minutes. I would have probably been in traffic for an hour or longer on Alameda. The sunset was not very colorful, but I did take it from the four cardinal directions.
Off Center & Not Even 