Sunrise Superman

I was inspired to write and record “Sunrise Superman” from my early morning walks with Jake.

Dawn

Sunrise

Jake and I had walked over a mile south of where I took the first photo of dawn before the sun began to rise.

Sunrise Superman
By Timothy Price

[Verse 1]
Sunrise Superman, twilight’s spy
Captures color with bedazzled eyes
In love, he Kisses Dawn’s pink blue skies
Silence broken by cranes’ cracked cries

[Chorus]
Sunrise Superman in love with dawn
Sunrise Superman twilight’s spawn
Sunrise Superman the day is drawn
Kryptonite clouds, they fade, they’re gone

[Verse 2]
Daybreak’s twighlight starts the day
Consumed by dawn along the way
Passes colors, pink, red, and gray
The light of blue has the final say

[Chorus]
Sunrise Superman in love with dawn
Sunrise Superman twilight’s spawn
Sunrise Superman the day is drawn
Kryptonite clouds, they fade, they’re gone

[Bridge]
Light breaks the darkness
Spawns colors bright
Sun peeks from under covers
Yawns big and stretches
Throwing rays far and wide
Into the the deep blue heavens
The Dead go back to bed
While goodness, forms awakens

[Outro]
Sunrise Superman in love with dawn
Sunrise Superman twilight’s spawn
Sunrise Superman the day is drawn
Kryptonite clouds, they fade, they’re gone

Rain But No Rain

Virgas hung from anemic clouds
Teasing parched earth that begged for rain
Moon rose, hung in the trees
Strawberry Moon forever?
Night heron and Snowiy egret reflected in Rio Grande’s water
It’s dwindling into a stream
Stormclouds blushed at sunset
Embarrassed by their precipitous disfunction

Out To Lunch At Walmart

Blue Grosbeak and the Cresent Moon

A Swainson’s Hawk was having lunch on a light pole in a Walmart parking lot.

Noon

Tiny toadlets on the riverbed at sunset

Speaking being out to lunch, I’m going to take a long lunch break from blogging. I’m tired, and I have been having so much trouble with WordPress over the past few months, I can’t deal with it anymore, and I have decided I really need to take a break.

Sunset

Venus above Jupiter

Doppel in the dark

The Other Side

Dawn

Dawn at Beaver Point

The river dropped enough that I could wade across the shallow rapids just north of 4th of July Point onto the east side of the river.

A beaver crawled into the shallow rapids soon after I crossed, then disappeared under the water as a coyote watched.

Coyote was checking out something in the grass under the jetties.

View from the east side of the river looking south and west at 4th of July Point.

Wildflowers

The west bank of the river

Drift wood and wildflowers at sunrise

Another view of the west bank of the river

Looking at the South Beach from the east side of the river

North side of the shallow rapids where I waded back to the west side of the river.

The island between the shallow rapids

The jetty sculpture garden at the south end of South Beach.

Back on the west side of the river, looking northeast at the other side of the river I had been walking on.

Looking northeast from 4th of July Point.

Map of my long walk on the riverbed

Clouds rolled in when I got back home.

Spunk

Sunset

Dragon at dusk

On The Fly

Harry

Sunrise @ Beaver Point

Sunrise @ The Beach

Flycatcher on a plateau

Sunrise from an island north of The Beach.

The Rio Grande is slowly drying up. I was able to wade across the shallow point above and walk out onto an island north of the beach.

I spotted a Spotted Sandpiper

Snowy Egret flew by

Tres Globos Amigos

Wildflower

Loki on the fly

Jake outdoors

Jake indoors

Cheez Please! Who goes there?

Veterans Honor

Spunk having a cat nap

Sunset

New perspective from another island that became available.

Sharks splashing in the shallows

Dusk

Do You See What I see

Sunrise

The persistence of pareidolia. Left to right: Wolf’s head. Three faces above the wolf’s head. Head and shoulders of a bear lying on its back. Kitty in the sky. A person looking down on from the top. A long-eared hound running over a fox that’s lying on its back over Resa’s Wolf Tree, and a pig in the lower right (see my key at the end of the post).

Spunk watching Sasha

Spunk mad dogging Sasha

Sunset

Here’s what I saw.

Dainty Dawn

Dainty Dawn, what’s the color you have on?

A killer whale cloud over Resa’s Wolf Tree.

Clouds barring sunset

Wild clouds that were supposed to rain. No rain.

Post sunset color

Dusk

Between A Rock And A Hard Cat

Blue Moon at dawn

Sunrise

While I was standing in the river shooting the sunrise, Jaws started swimming towards me. 

Harry, the Hairy Woodpecker, pecking on a cottonwood

Mama Owl at sunrise

Spunk noticed there was a lot of orange in the floral arrangement and added his tail.

“Ahem! Pesky Paparazzo, cheez is also orange!”

“That’s more like it!”

Norte Pond has become Notre trou de boue

Neil Diamond produces a cracklin’ rose

Sunset

Spunk’s tail between a rock and a hard cat.

Post sunset colors

Silver

Daddy Owl at dusk

Dusk