Solar Storm

Dawn

Flower storm

Sunset

Hint of the solar storm at 8:30 PM

When I walked out at One after 9:09, the lower part of the sky looked clear to my naked eye. But through the camera, I could see the solar storm.

The sky was purple, looking north.

The sky, looking west.

Sasha and Silver were impressed

Devilish Similarities

Dawn

I am getting so frustrated with WordPress’s constant idiotic changes I am ready to stop blogging. The issues the developers introduce are not worth the frustration of trying to comment, reply to comments, and put posts together. I just don’t need the added frustration right now.

Like the rest of our house, where there is little difference between outside and inside, so it goes with the temperature.

Yes! That is a badger about 15 feet from me listening to what I have to say.

When it first saw us, it hunkered down, but then as I talked to it lifted its head up to listen.

I got close to the minimum focus distance of 11 feet for the Bazooka lens on this shot. The badger looks like, “Yeah! Yeah! Ahuh! You’re so full of crap, paparazzo!”

Sunset

Sandias and Rio Grade at dusk

Sliver moon in the clouds.

Flowers, Skies & Owls

Nora Owl in on of her favorite spots. She was not hooting a grocery list to Osric tonight.

Meanwhile, Osric was hanging out on his gate when he got the urge to upchuck a pellet.

Walter was chilling and giving me Maddogs on a lower branch.

Willa was hanging out near the end of a branch about 10 feet above Walter.

Sunset

Eye Eye Mr. Bowie

Mr. Bowie giving me the eyes.

Distant Drums

Tiny toad

Nora waiting for Osric to bring food for Walter and Willa.

Osric waiting to take his catch to Nora.

Weird food pass-off.

Feeding frenzy

The Christmas lights of the mirror quit working. I replaced them with a neon rope.

Walter Is A Pig

Walter and Willa were out of the nest and up on the trunk of the tree tonight. They were peeping up a storm, especially Walter. Nora was a tree limb over the horse stall hooting a grocer list. At one point, I looked back at Nora and noticed she was in a different position. A few minutes later, she was feeding Walter a gopher, as shown in the above video.

Willa and Walter up on the trunk of their cottonwood.

Willa keeping an eye out for Nora.

Walter is proud of himself

Nora hooting the grocery list.

I finally got Walter’s attention. “What now, you stupid paparazzo?”

Walter walking around in deep thought.

I finally got Willa’s attention. “Who’s that? Oh, hi, paparazzo!”

Nora feeding a piece of gopher to Walter.

Nora giving me Maddogs.

Willa stretching her wings

Willa walking around stretching her wings while waiting for Nora to bring her dinner.

Splish Splash, Birdie Taking A Bath…

…along about a Saturday night!

I caught Jack Sparrow taking a bath in the irrigation ditch.

Dip. Flap and flutter. ¡Hasta las vista! Paparazzo!”

A Lesser Goldfinch was banging a seed on the branch to get it open and then holding it in its beak before it flew off. Click on photos to enlarge.

Western Bluebird and a Flycatcher

Blue Heron. Blue day. Bird shots going my way!

Willa and Walter trying to get a little shuteye this morning.

The many faces of Willa

Sunset

Bovine Battle Nutty Squirrel

Take that! No! You Take that! Mooarrrgh!

What was that? Don’t look now, but there’s a pesky paparazzo. I told you not to look!

Nutty Squirrel Nutkin with a nut in Comfort, TX.

Crescent moon this morning

Abstract owlets. Walter and Willa were out of the nest behind leaves and branches.

Nora owl, hooting tonight’s grocery list to Osric. Osric was not seen or heard tonight.

A Few Blooms

Iris are blooming

Honeysuckle. The out layer.

Osric on the gate listening as Nora hoots him a grocery list.

Willa and Walter were in the nest tonight. Willa ignored me for a long time.

“Oh! Hey there, Paparazzo! And there’s la Paparazza! Is that mama I hear?”

Sunset

Dr. Grackle

Sassy Grackle strutting around on our way to Comfort, TX.

Walter and Willa were out of the nest tonight on a part of the tree where we could only see a little of the tops of their heads. I would have had to climb the fence to photograph them from where the Alpacas eat.