
Stories in the clouds
Dragon skewered by contrail
Owls were nonchalant



Osric Owl

Owlet sitting back, shooting the breeze.


Nora Owl

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.

Tulip shines in white
Like a virgin in the night
She blooms and she waits

Apple orchard in bloom

Puddle ducks in the ditch

Flying saucer or cloud?

Owlets looking at Laurie and me.

Morning scene after I started the irrigation water and had all the ditches cleaned out.

Happy Tulip got a good soaking from the irrigation water.

Fat and fluffy Dove