Views of the Rio Grande and bosque from standing on sandbars and the riverbed.
I went out on a walk in the bosque New Year’s morning. There was a light dusting of snow, and the sky was overcast. Several seagulls flew up and down the Rio Grande, often flying close enough for me to get clear shots with a 200 mm lens. Seagulls flying around in the high desert is a strange sight.

When Najar saw the stats from the Word Press “2014 Year in Blogging” she had covered her face. The other two photos are of Spunk trying to win over Najar. That’s an “Evil Schwa” behind Najar.
Word Press gives cutesy analogies about the number of visits to people’s blog’s, like how many times the Sydney Opera House would be sold out from the number of views a blog got in 2014. But let’s get real here! The music video “Gangnam Style” had so many views it broke the counter on Youtube. My blog got 0.00001231161485 views as a percentage of Gangnam Style’s current total views. Which means the number of views my blog got in 2014 stinks, and is statistically insignificant. A more fitting analogy to make my crappy numbers look better would be that the Men’s Room at the top of the escalator at the Louvre has 12 stalls. The number of views my blog got in 2014 would have filled a Men’s Room in the Louvre 2250 times.
I find the top five blogs each year are much more interesting. In 2014, Espresso Fino was number 1. The second most viewed blog was Zipper Spider from 2011. Zipper Spider has been in the top five every year since 2011. The Beauty And The Beer was number 3 in 2014, which came as a surprise to me. But apparently a beautiful woman with a beer is the perfect combination. Number 4 was Portrait of a Young Woman, and Day of the Dead came in at number 5.
Happy New Year!
I went out for a walk along the Rio Grande just before sundown. A Bald Eagle was flying home along the far bank of the river, almost out of reach of my 70-200 mm zoom lens at 200 mm. The Sandhill Cranes were flying in for the night looking like bombers in formation as they flew overhead. As I made my way back home through the bosque, a lone crow sat on top of a branch watching the last bit of pink before it faded into the gray dusk.

While I assume most of our staff were out having a great time on the first day of winter break (we close the office for the week between Christmas and New Year’s), I rebuilt the desk in Andy’s office so I could make it standing height (lead photo).
Old buildings are full of surprises. Two weeks ago, a wet spot developed under Andy’s desk. At first he thought someone had spilled water on the carpet at the holiday party, but when the wet spot grew and soaked the carpet under his desk, it was obviously not a spill.
I pulled everything on the floor out of the office, pulled out the desk I had built-in the office several years ago, and pulled up the carpet to expose the slab. The building owners had the slab torn up and they found an uncapped floor drain under the slab that had backed up and the water eventually worked its way up through the slab and soaked the carpet. They capped the drain, replaced the wet dirt with dry fill, poured new concrete, and replaced the pad under the carpet. We left the carpet to dry for a week, got it cleaned, and then I spent yesterday rebuilding the desk so it could be raised to standing height.
I have now raised six desks at the office to standing height, as staff members want to vary between sitting on a stool or drafting chair and standing while they work. Since I had built-in most of the desks at the office between 2004 and 2008, raising the desks requires taking the desktops out, raising the frames, and reinstalling the desktops. The “L” shaped desktops are relativity easy, but the “U” shaped desktops require a certain amount of rebuilding before they can be raised to standing height (in a former life I was a cabinet and furniture maker and I also worked in construction). The last two photos show the two “U” shaped desks I raised a couple of months ago. These two were complex projects because of the shape of the desks, and the height differences between the staff members who occupy them.



I photographed all the animals Christmas Eve, trying to get them to have a “Merry Christmas” look about them. The birds and Spunk were more than willing participants, Diné was okay with it as long as she didn’t have to get off the heater vent under the bed, but Rosencrantz and Guldenstern took quite a bit of coaxing. Blue, the Boa, opted out because she is getting ready to shed — she has milky-blue eyes and she’s a bit cranky — it’s best to leave a 7 foot long boa constrictor alone when she doesn’t want to be photographed.




