
Pre-dawn

Cranes @ Dusk

Daddy Owl in the dark

Gwendolyn

Dusky reflections

Canadian Geese Squadron

Afterglow

pTerodactyl hanging hopeful on the edge of a pathetic puddle.



pTerodactyl pacing on the edge and reflecting on a pathetic puddle.
We have received zero precipitation for the month of October, and less than an inch of rain over the previous three months, so the Clearwater Ditch is drying up south of us. Only a few puddles remain. There is a little more water in the Clearwater Ditch north of us, backed up behind beaver dams.

A lone juvenile Sandhill Crane was hanging out on the ditch bank foraging in the sand.






Juncoku
Hops from branch to branch
Looking out for predators
There’s a Cooper’s hawk


Hawku
Perched on iron arch
It sees prey over yonder
Oops, prey flew away










Sparrowku
Like a ball of fluff
Imitating angry bird
Winter is so cold



Towheeku
On the river’s edge
Dining on Russian Olives
Big seed to swallow



Craneku
Oh, they want to fight
Bumping bird breasts, flapping wings
They showed each other

Dawn
I didn’t see Daddy Owl when I first went out tonight, and Mama Owl’s ear tufts just barely showed in her nest. I walked over to see the cranes. On the way back from the cranes I could hear Mama Owl hooting from her nest, but there was no answer from Daddy Owl. When I got up to our gate, I heard Daddy Owl answering with different hoots than the normal hoots when he answers Mama Owl. It was getting dark, but I walked down to see what was up with Daddy Owl. He had a gopher. He sat on a large branch and continued his hooting. When the dusk was almost darkness, I saw the silhouette of Mama Owl pop up out of the nest. The Bazooka could not focus on her in the darkness. She flew over to Daddy Owl, he gave her the gopher, and she flew back to her nest. I got a blurry shot right after Daddy Owl gave Mama Owl the gopher.





You can see how much bigger Mama Owl is than Daddy Owl.







Almost half-moon tonight
After spending five hours dismantling desks, tables, and chairs and moving them to our new office building, I went on a walk to check on Nora Owl. On the way, I saw sparrows, a muskrat, an echelon of cranes, a cinnamon duck. No owlets popped their heads, up and Nora Owl gave me “mad dogs” when I called to see if any owlets were around. One good sign that the owlets might have hatched is Osric Owl was watching over Nora Owl from a nearby cottonwood. On the way back I saw a Flicker, a squadron of crazy Cormorants, a bluebird of some type, and another sparrow feeding on buds in Marina’s pear tree. The clouds were beautiful in the low sunlight about 30 minutes before sunset.
Muskrat nibbling on grass near its den.
Muskrat swimming with its mouth full of grass.
Nora Owl giving me “mad dogs”.
Osric Owl on his lookout branch.
Sandhill Cranes still hanging around.
Intermission: My desk we moved from the office downtown to the new office. I build the desk in 1990. That is a light table on the left-hand side I used for sorting slides and transparencies before digital cameras. The desk on the floor is Dede’s desk that she designed and I built for her in 2007, I believe. it will go in the corner to the right of my desk. I will build Bruce’s desk in the corner to the left of my desk.
Nora Owl is still sitting. Either her owlets have hatched and they are not showing their cute faces or they will be hatching very soon.
Crane gliding above the Sandias. We saw a handful of cranes tonight.
A cute bunny greeted me when I got home. He was still hanging out when I left to check on Nora Owl.
The Sandias from the Beach at sunset.
Daddy Owl was hooting when I walked up to the tree he was in. Mama Owls was answering him.
When I walked over to Mama Owl’s hole in the tree, she stopped answering Daddy Owl and ducked into the hole. If you look carefully you can see the tipity tips of her ear tufts.