Dawn
Can Evel Boll Weevil make a daredevil jump over Bumblebee?
Jupiter at dawn
Peaches from Dale’s Peach Tree and grapes.
Early morning bloomer
Riding into the storm.
There are critters in them, there clouds.
Storms facing off over the Sandias.
Sunset
The Rio Grande is down about four feet, exposing a carved-up beach.
A black and white bovine at sunset.
While I was checking the status of irrigation water under the peach tree, this hummingbird was en garde, buzzing me, hoovering in my face, and perching less than an arm’s length away to keep a close eye on me. I get this strange feeling there might be a nest in the peach tree.
Rio Grande running high
Through a sinuous ditch, life flows
Parched Earth going green
It’s like déjà vu
All over again! You know?
One more year slipped by
And yet another Pink Moon rising put on white.
A colorful dawn. Resa’s tree throws out clouds.
House Finch on the tippy-top of the tree.
Rodney Red-tail in Gigi’s Tree.
Cooper’s Hawk fluffed up because it was cold, bleached white in the sunshine.
Dusk’s display
STOP and look around
Colors here there everywhere
Sky clouds birds mountains
A Western Bluebird with Blue
All blue above and below the Sandias.
Osric Owl braving the wind.
Half a moon
I had a terrible time getting this American Coot in focus
Dawn’s colors from home, on the road, and at the office this morning.
Speak to you in Ku
Communication’s FUBAR
Another Dead End?
Dawn to the east
Dawn to the west
Light shines morning rain
Reflecting sun still sleeping
Helps me find my way
Big Dipper at dawn
Then clouds blew in from the east
Gnarly clouds rain fell
The Worm Moon Riseth
On a March night behind clouds
Through trees, it showeth
Pink Dawn
X in the afternoon
Cranes at dusk
Worm Moon
Worm Moon in Resa’s Tree
Worm Moon in a random tree
The Rio Grande at dusk
Last stripes of dusk
