
Dawn








Glenda




Gwendolyn giving Jake Mad Dogs


Distant clouds at sunset

Almost full moon

Dusk


Daddy Owl at dusk

The Lone Owlet at dusk

The Lone Owlet at Dawn



Black Phoebe on a fire hydrant bollard at dawn

The river was down again this morning. Almost sunrise.



White-crowned Sparrow

Looking up a cottonwood that’s full of birds I could hear, but not see.

Sunrise and South Beach

Wilson’s Warbler






A pair of White-brested Nuthatch’s






Merlin says this is an Eastern Bluebird.

The Lone Owlet nd sunset

Sunset



Dusk






Hepatic Tanager at dusk


We were not able to go on a walk until sunset


Wynona stopped by to say hi

Can you find Wynona in the above photo?


Who do you think hold its beak under water the longest? Looks like the far duck won.

Goose family


Can you find Daddy Owl in the above photo?

While I was photographing Daddy Owl, I heard a chirping close by, and there was a Summer Tanager perched right in front of me. I could barely see him in the darkness.


The clearest shot I could get of the owlet in the darkness. I could not find were the out-of-nest owlet was tonight.

Peony

Sasha looking cute in the catio

Doppel standing on the translucent roof in the catio
Gwendolyn

Silver in a state of cator mortis

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.
