Venus rising
Stations Of The Owl
Tag: Owls
Hooting On A Highwire
Pre-Dawn
Noon
Daddy Owl
Sunset
Owl News
Dawn
Jake and I walked down to check on Nora and Oseric Owl.
The first thing I noticed is the tree had broken off at a foot above the nest.
All the sawed-up logs from the foreground to the background are from the parts of the tree that broke off.
I could not tell if Nora was sitting on her eggs with the naked eye; however, after processing the image, I can see her back feathers.
I looked around and found Oseric sitting in his favorite lookout spot, watching over Nora.
I used this photo last May to illustrate where the owlets were in the tree. Approximately 50 feet of the tree broke off just above the nest and crashed into the alpacas’ pen below. The owlets will have little shade and no branches to explore until they are old enough to fly to other trees this year.
I hope none of the alpacas were injured when the tree broke off and fell into their pen.
@Dusk
Pre-dawn
Cranes @ Dusk
Daddy Owl in the dark
Gwendolyn
Dusky reflections
Canadian Geese Squadron
Afterglow
Teenagers
Thunderheads were building up in the distance.
While Nora Owl and Willa were having a beak-to-beak in a corral, Walter flew in.
“Banzai!”
Nora Owl: “We don’t want to see your willy Walter! Cut it out.” Walter: “But Mama!”
Willa: “Mama! He’s still doing it.” Nora Owl: “WALTER! How many times do I have to tell you?”
Walter sneaked up on Nora Owl and Willa.
“SURPRIZE! Ahahahaha!
Nora Owl: “WALTER! YOU JERK! You kids are impossible. I’m out of here!” Willa: “NO! Mama! Don’t leave me with Walter!” Walter: “Ha! Ha! Ha! Ha! Ha! Take a good look, Willa!”
A bovine Cowwow at sunset.
11th Annual Corrales Rose Society Dr. Huey Tour
Contrail from a different location
Visit my post on my Zenfolio blog from May 2015 to learn more about the annual Dr. Huey tours: The 2nd Annual Corrales Rose Society Dr. Huey Tour. Our first Dr. Heuy Tour was on May 26, 2014. We didn’t publicize the first one. My post that day was called Day For The Dead. We were worn out from running all over Corrales in inclement weather, finding Dr. Hueys. Now that we are older and we have enough Dr. Hueys in our gardens, we don’t feel the need to run all over Corrales looking for Dr. Hueys.
“Ahem! Don’t forget about Dr. Spunk! I might have to give you a Vulcat nerve pinch, you stupid paparazzo!”
Sunset
We saw Daddy Owl from the nest that used to be south of us.
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
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.
Walter Gets His Wings
When we checked on Walter and Willa tonight, all we could see was Willa. She was high in the tree, looking all around, hopping from limb to limb, climbing the trunk of the tree. She wore herself out, and Walter was nowhere to be seen. Willa laid down on the broken branch we first spotted her on, exhausted from her efforts. Then Walter flew in from another tree, all proud of himself. He was hopping and flying around, looking for Nora. They were ready for dinner.
Willa: “Hey, Paparazzo, do you see Walter anywhere?”
Walter flew in from another tree.
Willa: “Mama! I need dinner!”
As we were walking back, the badger made a mad dash from one hole to another hole. We stopped, and it came back out and listened to us for a bit. We were so close to it that I had to take a few steps back to get enough distance to focus on the badger.
Sunset
Tail In A Box
Spunk has been watching Vintage SNL Shorts with Justin Timberlake on YouTube and got the idea to put his tail in a box.
Our guard hummingbird is vigilant.
Søren: “I handled the drive into town better than you did, stupid, impatient, cranky paparazzo!”
Søren went to the vet today. He had an irritated and swollen eye last Wednesday, but after I got the appointment and paid the deposit for the appointment, his eye was normal by Friday and is still normal today. The vet could see where he had scratched it. She gave us some ointment to put on his eyelid. That will be fun.
Since he is neurotic and doesn’t like change, we thought the drive into town would stress him out. Turns out I was more stressed out with all the stupid, slow drivers than Søren was with the car ride. He was saying, “Hello!”, making noises, and then laughing at me getting after the other drivers. My original plan was to take him to work with me when I normally go early and then take him to the vet. Since we had decided it was best for both of us to take him to the vet, I didn’t mention my idea of taking him to work with me until we were in the car and I was yelling at traffic. Laurie asked Søren if he would like to go to work with me, and he said, “No!” He was much more entertained by my getting mad at other drivers.
Søren was proud of himself after we got back from the vet. He did good.
Nora was in her favorite spot tonight before taking off to find food for Walter and Willa. We did not see or hear Osric tonight.
Willa on a branch far away, peeking over a twig at us.
Walter on a branch about six feet below where Willa was perched.
Walter
Willa flapping and hopping her way down to Walter.
Willa eagerly looking for Nora to bring her dinner. Walter just looking.
Willa
Sunset
Off Center & Not Even 