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Eye Of Owlet

Sunrise


Whoot are you?

Owlet peeking out at the paparazzi. There was another photographer checking on the owlets.



Osric Owl’s ear tufts blowing in the wind.



Osric Owl watching a couple wth three dogs walking under his perch. He was only 10 feet above them.


The moon the day before yesterday and today.

Sunset
Blow Me Down!

Red sky at morning. High wind warning
That saying is true for today. We still have high winds, as I type.




The irrigation ditch is dry.
A funny thing happened on the way to the blogosphere. Brad and I were discussing birds wishing paparazzi get struck by lightning. I noticed that all the irrigation ditches have had no water in them in the past few days, even though the river is running higher. The birds’ wishes missed the paparazzi and zapped the irrigation pumps instead. I got a text from the Mayorodomo that the irrigation pumps were down due to being struck by lightning.

Doesn’t take long to get dry, cracked earth in a dry and windy environment.

Nora Owl was secure in her nest, but we did not see Orsic Owl this afternoon.

Rough water on the Rio Grande

Puddle ducks blown up against the bank by the high winds.

Wind making waves on the water.

T=Towers

Dual dragons driving their way through the wind.

Dusty pink at sunset

Dusk
Little In-between
Lichen Lava
Roundabout

Sunrise
I made a roundabout between Corrales and Rio Rancho while running errands in the late afternoon.

View of the Sandias from the border between Corrales and Rio Rancho.

Looking south from the border.

A partial rainbow was a pleasant surprise.

The base of the Monzanos covered with snow.

Black lace trees at sunset

Sunset
More Gray
Hooteluja!

Dawn

Sunset on Sandias
While taking the above photo of the Sandias in red, I heard a buzzing noise. I turned to see what it was and three paragliders were flying my way.





Moon and contrail at dusk


While I was photographing the moon and contrail, I heard an owl hooting close by. I investigated further and there was an owl perched on the edge of the nest I hung in Susan’s tree in August 2022. Hooteluja! Hooteluja! Hooooteluuuja!
It was dark, and I had to use 15x digital zoom on my phone’s camera, so I couldn’t tell if it was daddy owl. It could be one for the owlets from a few years ago out house shopping. Whichever owl it is, it’s a good sign to see an owl perched on the edge of the nest.

dusk

Afterglow




































