Only 6,652,800 Shopping Seconds Left

Dawn

“Will someone Pulease turn off the sun, already?”

Sunrise

The Ghoulies are a creepin’ and a crawlin’ into the stores to creep people out on their build up to Halloween. And the weeks, days, hours, minutes and secconds are flying by as folks anticipate the hallowed haunt before dia de los muertos.

There are only 11 shopping weeks left before Halloween. Or
77 days or
1848 hours or
110,880 minutes or
6,652,800 seconds.

Time flies like the bats, as they say, so don’t procrastinate, or you will miss out on the creepy, crawling ghouls of your dreams.

Sunset

Green Eyed Lady

Green Eyed Lady. Lovely Lady.

Clouds spilling over the crest of the Sandias.

Gary Grasshopper listening to a course on the New Testament while riding to and from work with me.

The Beetle is singing “I love you! Yah! Yah! Yah!”

View from the Rio Grande looking south.

Our lovely green eyed lady again.

A Crab Spider caught a Pearl Crescent butterfly.

Gary Grasshopper enjoying being ran through the gears

The sunset looking east.

The sun trying to break through the clouds in the west.

Burros, Bees & Bovine

I was photographing bees in the freshly bloomed plum tree. When I went out to check on Daddy Owl, I got sidetracked by burros and bovine. Since I was doing macro-like shots of the bees, I decided “Moo Macros” were in order for the cows.

Honey bee loaded down with pollen.

Moo Macro in B&W

This burro found a tasty cottonwood branch.

A blue native bee.

Tongue to the right.

Tongue to the left.

Tuck tongue nostril right.

Tuck tongue nostril left.

That’s how you do the Bovine Tongue Tuck Tango.

Bovine doing an imitation of a lion.

Another native bee.

Bovine dog imitation.

Daddy Owl was looking out at the Sandias, but gave me a quick, “You’re bothering me, boy!” look.

Who can resist this cute mug?

Gwenyn Brodorol

Gwenyn Brodorol (Native Bee in Welsh)

This is a large native bee of some kind, but I don’t know what its name is. It’s the same size as a bumblebee, but longer, with a more greenish color. It was really working the sunflower and had pollen on its back instead of its legs. I’m seeing fewer bees as the temps are dropping at night. Leaves are starting to turn yellow and I’ve seen a few dead bumblebees on the ground.

Daisy Day

Shasta Daisies

Assassin Bug hanging out

A bee lands on the daisy and the Assassin Bug prepares to strike.

The Assassin Bug gets the bee.

Wings in a daisy

A Pearl Crescent butterfly gets a bite to eat.

A large native bee having breakfast.

A large, allusive red wasp quickly passes through.

A Great Purple Hairstreak Butterfly wandering around on a daisy.