Flower Moon Setting
Lizard on the firepit
Sunset
Irrigation at Dusk
Shey’s Tree after dark
Out Of Darkness
Tag: lighting
Wynona Nose
Wynona
Assassin Bug
Walter And Willa Move South
Sandias at sunset
May’s Flower Moon in the clouds
Osric looking handsome
Willa looked like she had an itch to scratch
Will having a little trouble with her balance
Willa looking lovely
Nora Has dinner
Nora preparing dinner
Nora: “Oops! Looks like I dropped dinner. Sure Enough!” Walter: “I can’t believe you dropped dinner!”
Willa and Walter
Willa doing the Funky Chicken
Walter’s crash landing
Willa, being an Angel
Can you find Osric in the above photo?
Osric Owl
Can you find Willa and Walter in the above photo?
Sunset
Wynona Chewing On A Stick
Wynona. A big brown beaver.
Western Bluebird in silhouette
Round-eyed Devil
Sasha exercising
Ma ma ma, my peonies
Dusty Sandias
Tangle Heart Tree
Setting sun
Cow Cats In Waiting
Glenda and Gwendolyn
Cow cats in waiting
They finally get their fix
Chomp chew happy purr
Spunk: “What now? Stupid paparazzo!”
Glenda relaxing
When cater-mortis set in
Good she recovered
Hunting a Bunting
Tangle Heart Tree at dusk
Hunted a loud bird
Often heard but rarely seen
Shot him in a tree
Lazuli Bunting
Glow after sunset
A Few Flowers
Madge The Badge Is A Model
Sandias at sunset
We ran in David, one of our ditch bank buddies, on the way down to check on the owls. We saw him again on our way back, and he mentioned that he saw Madge the Badge and attempted to talk to her, but she slipped into her hole. When we got to Madge’s mound, we said, “Hey, Madge! It’s us. Are you coming out?” She popped her head up immediately, crawled out of her hole, and posed. Laurie asked her if she was a model, and she was like, “Duh! Isn’t it obvious?” She recognized our voices and came out to visit. She’s very intelligent. If you are wondering how I know Madge is a female. I don’t know what her sex is. I’m gendering her as a female because I like the name Madge the Badge.
“You called?”
I thought Madge was talking to us without making noise. But when I processed the photos, I could see she was chewing on something.
A Black Headed Grosbeak (top) and a female Western Tanager (bottom)
Black Headed Grosbeak
Female Western Tanager
Western Bluebird
I’m not sure what Osric Owl had in his talons, but it could be the tail feather of a Cooper’s Hawk.
Nora Owl was on her favorite perch.
Willa looked disgusted that Water was nowhere to be seen.
We hadn’t seen Wile E. in a while.
Painter’s Skies
Snuggle Kitties
Gwendolyn and Loki
Jumping spider
Loki was thinking when Cater Mortis set in. Luckily, he snapped out of it. That was close, Loki!
Iris before and after Laurie whacked back Dr Huey. Dr. Huey was getting out of hand with long canes that were getting blown around and breaking the iris.
Resa looked up American Badgers and discovered they are on the endangered species list. Tristan said that’s because they are dangerous, mean, and grumpy. Craig piped in, “They will eat your face off!” I told them our badger is sweet. She said that the Cheo in the Badger recognized the Cheo in me, so it saw me as another mean and grumpy badger. There are advantages to being a mean and grumpy curmudgeon (Cheo).
We saw the badger again tonight. It listened to us for a few minutes, decided we weren’t a threat, and headed off to the apple orchard to hunt gophers. I photographed it with my phone because I had forgotten to check the batteries on the Bazooka’s camera body. Stupid paparazzo, as the critters like to say.
Close to sunset
