Already listening to the Stones.
There’s a second owlet who was bopping around to the beat, but it wouldn’t show its face.
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Nora Owl giving me a stern look!
Sunset
Pleased To Meet You, Hope You Guess My Name!
Tag: Owls
Eye Of Owlet
Sunrise
Whoot are you?
Owlet peeking out at the paparazzi. There was another photographer checking on the owlets.
Osric Owl’s ear tufts blowing in the wind.
Osric Owl watching a couple wth three dogs walking under his perch. He was only 10 feet above them.
The moon the day before yesterday and today.
Sunset
OO NO B
Sandias @ Sunset
Osric Owl would not open his eyes for me at first. He finally woke with a hoot and gave me a “Stupid Paparazzo! And spell my name right!” look.
Nora Owl was looking sleepy also. That’s an indication the owlets might have hatched.
Beaver @ sunset
A tree with no name @ sunset
Blow Me Down!
Red sky at morning. High wind warning
That saying is true for today. We still have high winds, as I type.
The irrigation ditch is dry.
A funny thing happened on the way to the blogosphere. Brad and I were discussing birds wishing paparazzi get struck by lightning. I noticed that all the irrigation ditches have had no water in them in the past few days, even though the river is running higher. The birds’ wishes missed the paparazzi and zapped the irrigation pumps instead. I got a text from the Mayorodomo that the irrigation pumps were down due to being struck by lightning.
Doesn’t take long to get dry, cracked earth in a dry and windy environment.
Nora Owl was secure in her nest, but we did not see Orsic Owl this afternoon.
Rough water on the Rio Grande
Puddle ducks blown up against the bank by the high winds.
Wind making waves on the water.
T=Towers
Dual dragons driving their way through the wind.
Dusty pink at sunset
Dusk
Eye See You!
Oseric Owl keeps a watchful eye out while his ear tufts blow in the breeze.
Nora Owl on her nest
Osric Owl hooting
A lonely jet leaves a lonely contrail in an otherwise clear sky.
Drama at Duskfall
Redwing Blackbirds
Willa-Cat-Her pussyfootin’ across our property.
Wile E. Coyote left Wile Etta Coyote behind.
What is Osric Owl looking at?
A pesky Cooper’s Hawk chattering at him like a monkey.
Nora Owl peers out from her nest.
Osric Owl keeping an eye out and hooting a status report.
Where’s Nora?
Almost Worm Moon setting at dawn. The full moon is tonight, but it’s blocked by clouds at the moment.
Can you find Nora Owl?
Is that a stupid paparazzo standing on the ditch bank pointing a bazooka at us?
Psst! Don’t look now, but there’s a stupid paparazzo shooting us with a bazooka!
Kiss me, you fool!
Umph! Mo motos mit ma moth mull!
We had intermittent storms with icy winds this afternoon. The wind was biting when I walked down to check on Nora.
Sunset
Moonset
Wile E. Looking handsome
Mama Owl in the middle
Sunset
Landscapes
Dawn
I went out for a walk in the bosque this afternoon. I headed north since I hadn’t walked north in the Bosque in almost a year.
Abstract Reflectionism
Can you find Nora Owl?
Nora Owl is sitting on her eggs a quarter mile north of us.
Sunset
Flight Paths
Off Center & Not Even 