Where Did All The Water Go?

September 7, 2026September 7, 2026 Timothy Price28 Comments

Less than a week after the multi-agency effort to release 650 million gallons of water into the Rio Grande as a “scientific experiment… to learn how the water flows through the river…”, all 650 million gallons of water have since flowed past Corrales, and the river is back to where it was last Monday before the water was released last Tuesday. I hope the bureaucrats learned how water flows through the river.

It seemed like a good time to post The Drought, that I wrote, recorded, and made a video asking the question, “Where did all the water go?” The song is raw and rough, in the style of what I call “Dry Metal.” The lyrics are at the end of the post.

Spunk: “I can’t believe all the water’s gone!”

Back to the start of the day.

Cracked clay on one side
Green slime on the other side
Dichotomousness?

Daily Doppel

Sunrise

The Drought
By Timothy Price

[Chorus]
Where did all the water go?
Where did all the water go?
Where did all the water go?

[Verse]
Scorched earth, cracked white clay
Fried in dryness, woe
Drought sucks life’s blood away
Where did all the water go?

[Chorus]
Where did all the water go?
Where did all the water go?
Where did all the water go?

[Verse]
Thirsty plants bow their heads
Pray for rain, the watershed
Parched seeds cry die of thirst
How have we earned this curse?

[Bridge]
Sun shines happiness
We frolic in deceptive rays
Encourages us to foolish ways
Water’s precious, so we say
But we waste it anyway
In denial as it dwindles
Less and less from day to day to day

[Chorus]
Where did all the water go?
Where did all the water go?
Where did all the water go?

[Outro]
Where once water flowed clear and cold
Green slime clings to mud
The water’s foul, so the waterfowl
Fly off in search of some
Where did all the water go?
Where did all the water go?
Where did all the water go?

Thoughts Turned Cold

August 24, 2026 Timothy Price23 Comments

While walking in a dark forest in southern Germany on March 15th, I was caught in a sudden cold and violent storm a mile from home. As I trudged through the trees, my boots sinking into the soggy soil, I heard the faint cries of spirits and the mournful lamentations of ghosts swirling through the trees. The cold wind carried their complaints about a dark and violent past through the forest, still echoing sadness about the state of the world. As I scraped mud from my boots and wrung out the rain from my soaked hair, I bid farewell to the ghosts of the forest’s dark past, leaving them outdoors to their eternal lament.

The lyrics are a mixture of English and archaic Goth (somewhat reminiscent of Latin), which seemed appropriate after getting caught in a violent storm in a dark, ancient forest in southern Germany. The chorus is archaic Goth, and the bridge and outro are the translation of the chorus. The pre-outro, or second bridge, is the translation of the Goth used in the third verse.

Pre-dawn

Sunrise

Sunset

Thoughts Turned Cold
Timothy Price

[Verse 1]
Thoughts turned cold, face stung by frozen rain
Plagent wind lamented years of weltschmerz
Checked the date, indeed, the Ides of March march on

[Verse 2]
Archaic thoughts fall into foggy bottoms
Like dark matter filling ancient voids
Persistent question placed on repeat
Oh my god, what have they done?
What have they done?

[Pre-Chorus]
As steps sank into soggy soil, sad spirits sang

[Chorus – Archaic Goth]
Weltschmerz ululant repline mit plangor keen
Susurrate atrabilious lacrimonias pang
Misosophy atramentous luctiferous ainamma jah allaim

[Bridge -Translation of the chorus]
A melancholic sadness about the state of the world
Let out a loud cry to feel a sorrowful discontent
With a loud lemanting wail for the dead
Whispers meloncholic full of tears reget
Hatred of wisdom black as ink bringing sorrow to one and all

[Verse 3]
Scraped spirits off my boots, ploration in querimonious woe
Wrung Nixie from my hair, Kelpie slid to Undine slabs dispersing under foot
Shut the door leaving gasts outdoors, tenebrific exanclate

[Pre-Chorus]
Steps sank into soggy soil, sad spirits sang

[Chorus]
Weltschmerz ululant repline mit plangor keen
Susurrate atrabilious lacrimosa pang
Misosophy atramentous luctiferous ainamma jah allaim

[Pre-Outro – Translation of verse 3]
Loud weeping with complaints of great sorrow
Water spirits shape-shift to elemental ghosts
Making darkness, struggling through suffering

[Outro]
A melancholic sadness about the state of the world
Let out a loud cry to feel sorrowful discontent
With a loud lemanting wail for the dead
Whispers meloncholic full of tears reget
Hatred of wisdom black as ink bringing sorrow to one and all

Las Grandes Tetones de Nuevo Mexico

August 23, 2026 Timothy Price25 Comments

Old gnarly tree at sunrise

Las grandes tetones de Nuevo Mexico

Colibrí al amanecer

Sunset

Toad amongst turquoise

The river rose for a while last night after the rain.

Who is that masked man?

Sunrise Superman

August 1, 2026August 1, 2026 Timothy Price37 Comments

I was inspired to write and record “Sunrise Superman” from my early morning walks with Jake.

Dawn

Sunrise

Jake and I had walked over a mile south of where I took the first photo of dawn before the sun began to rise.

Sunrise Superman
By Timothy Price

[Verse 1]
Sunrise Superman, twilight’s spy
Captures color with bedazzled eyes
In love, he Kisses Dawn’s pink blue skies
Silence broken by cranes’ cracked cries

[Chorus]
Sunrise Superman in love with dawn
Sunrise Superman twilight’s spawn
Sunrise Superman the day is drawn
Kryptonite clouds, they fade, they’re gone

[Verse 2]
Daybreak’s twighlight starts the day
Consumed by dawn along the way
Passes colors, pink, red, and gray
The light of blue has the final say

[Chorus]
Sunrise Superman in love with dawn
Sunrise Superman twilight’s spawn
Sunrise Superman the day is drawn
Kryptonite clouds, they fade, they’re gone

[Bridge]
Light breaks the darkness
Spawns colors bright
Sun peeks from under covers
Yawns big and stretches
Throwing rays far and wide
Into the the deep blue heavens
The Dead go back to bed
While goodness, forms awakens

[Outro]
Sunrise Superman in love with dawn
Sunrise Superman twilight’s spawn
Sunrise Superman the day is drawn
Kryptonite clouds, they fade, they’re gone

Do You See What I see

June 4, 2026 Timothy Price34 Comments

Sunrise

The persistence of pareidolia. Left to right: Wolf’s head. Three faces above the wolf’s head. Head and shoulders of a bear lying on its back. Kitty in the sky. A person looking down on from the top. A long-eared hound running over a fox that’s lying on its back over Resa’s Wolf Tree, and a pig in the lower right (see my key at the end of the post).

Spunk watching Sasha

Spunk mad dogging Sasha

Sunset

Here’s what I saw.

Waited For The Blue Moon

May 31, 2026 Timothy Price27 Comments

Notre Pond has turned into a Norte Piddle that looks like a unicorn knight with a fox tail.

Snowy Egret

Sunrise

We were being followed by a coyote again.

Glenda

Dopple hanging out under the landing while I worked on the ramp.

The ramp is basically finished.

Dusk

Blue moon making the sky yellow before peeking over the Sandias.

Jupiter and Venus were nicely aligned.

Blue Moon rising

Looked a little more blues soomed in, through the trees

Dawn

May 21, 2026May 22, 2026 Timothy Price37 Comments

Dawn

Update on the orphan owlet from the raptor rehabilitor:

“The owlet is eating like a pig and doing well. He’s spending days outside in the GHOW enclosure with foster dad GHOW Royal to ensure he knows he’s a GHOW, and enjoy fresh air and nature sounds. For now, when he’s in the outdoor enclosure in the daytime, he’s in a large sheltered nestbox with wooden slats so he can see and hear Royal but will stay secure in the nestbox while he’s still smaller. I’m bringing him in at night because it’s still a bit cool overnight here and he doesn’t have siblings to snuggle with for warmth. Eventually he’ll be staying in the outdoor enclosure with Royal 24/7 and he’ll have room to learn/ practice flying.”

If you would like to donate to Wildlife Rescue, Inc. in New Mexico to help the orphaned owlet and other rescued wildlife, go to https://wildliferescuenm.org/donate-give/.

Mama Owl waiting for Daddy Owl to bring breakfast.

House Finches in silhouette

House Finches

The Mudback of Notre Pond holding his head up

Another turtle checking things out

Still Dawn

Ducks in the mist

Tracks on the beach. The trail is from a beaver’s tail dragging in the sand.

Sunrise

Mudback of Notre Pond changed position after sunrise

Blue Grosbeak

The Lone Owlet looking east after sunrise

Laurie caught El Vato Kitty sitting with the silver-haired Sasquatch

Sunset

The Lone Owlet at dusk

The moon, Jupiter and Venus were line up nicely tonight.

Grounded

May 19, 2026 Timothy Price49 Comments

The smaller owl was out of the tree on the ditchbank when Jake and I went on our early morning walk. Three coyotes were eyeing the owlet. I chased off the coyotes, ran home with Jake, grabbed a box, ran back, put the owl in the box, took it home, put it in the library, covered it and shut the door so the cats wouldn’t bother it. Luckily, Daddy Owl did not attack me, and Mama Owl was nowhere to be seen. I took the owlet to Animal Rescue in Albuquerque.