A Morning Song & Moutain Chickadee

Resa’s Tree was having a wild hair day at dawn.

Towhee singing a morning song.

A Mountain Chickadee made a quick stop on the garden cart. I barely got in two shots edgewise.

Butterfly on Brian’s favorite flower.

Lady Banks. Our first rose to bloom.

Contrails at dusk disturbed the ghosts, who went plasmatic on me.

Venus and Sliver Moon in western sky. Clouds, contrails, and stars in southern sky. Stars over luminous cottonwoods in northern sky.

Resa’s Tree blowing off steam after having wild hair at dawn.

Hmmm! Temperatures aligned.

No Fly

Hey! What do you think you’re doing? The balloon officials said we are not supposed to fly this morning.

Even though it was a no-fly morning, this King Fisher went flying by.

Dawn

Taboo

Dawning Of A Sliver Moon

Sliver moon left. Procyon middle right. Alhena upper right. Sirius far right.

This rose is a great representation of aging.

A Timku
How are you doing?
Toxic liver, bad kidneys
Mr. Happy’s sad

Sirius is the bright star in the center third of the photo below Orian’s Belt.

A closer view. I don’t know what was making the streak to the left of Orian’s Belt. It changed position slightly from the first shot.

Jupiter is in the lower right at the treeline.

Mars, The Pleiades, and Uranus are aligned.

Pink

Metaphor of sunset
Drowned by driving rain
Soft edges
Into black
Shine

Sharp petals
Edge together
Pink held
tight

Sunrise lauds
Grip loosened
edges hold
Light

Sunbeam streaks naked light
Dawn’s gray panned to gold
Flashed bright
Rays unfold
Pink