Morning sky. White hot flames.
There were six beavers on the other side of the bank, eating, grooming, and lounging around. It was dusk, so it was too dark to see them in the above photo. We could see them clearly with binoculars.
Spunk dreams
We had thunderstorms roll through this afternoon. We got 4/100 of an inch of rain. The temperature dropped from 92ºF (33.3ºC) to 68ºF (20ºC) in a matter of minutes.
Blue Grosbeak singing while watching the sunset
Blue Grosbeak in silhouette
Sunrise
Spunk with his ears
Three lumps = three beavers at dusk
Sunset
Spunk
Loki with a case of cater-mortis
Sunset
Turn up the volume so you can listen to Freyja’s splashes
We took a long walk in the bosque this morning, and Freyja got to splash around in the Rio Grande, as you can see in the above video.
Glenda: “Whatcha makin’, Paparazzo?”
What might this pile of wood turn into?
Hmmm! It looks like a waterwheel. But what would we or the cats need a waterwheel for?
Oh! It looks like Marble is hiding something.
Marble: “It’s a Kittywheel! You stupid Paparazzo. You didn’t even know what you put together!
The Kittywheel on the deck with the cat tree.
Sasha thinks it’s quite comfy, but she hasn’t figured out that she’s supposed to walk on the Kittywheel.
Sunset
Thunderheads were building up in the distance.
While Nora Owl and Willa were having a beak-to-beak in a corral, Walter flew in.
“Banzai!”
Nora Owl: “We don’t want to see your willy Walter! Cut it out.” Walter: “But Mama!”
Willa: “Mama! He’s still doing it.” Nora Owl: “WALTER! How many times do I have to tell you?”
Walter sneaked up on Nora Owl and Willa.
“SURPRIZE! Ahahahaha!
Nora Owl: “WALTER! YOU JERK! You kids are impossible. I’m out of here!” Willa: “NO! Mama! Don’t leave me with Walter!” Walter: “Ha! Ha! Ha! Ha! Ha! Take a good look, Willa!”
A bovine Cowwow at sunset.
Dr. Huey
Posing like he’s going to be on the cover of the Heron’s Quarterly.
Shaking it up
He has a featherdo like Mo of the Three Studges
Tools Of The Trade
Loki: “WTF!”
Wishful Thinking, Fool!
I weighed myself
Hundred sixty-six point six
Devilishly low
Contrail from a different location
Visit my post on my Zenfolio blog from May 2015 to learn more about the annual Dr. Huey tours: The 2nd Annual Corrales Rose Society Dr. Huey Tour. Our first Dr. Heuy Tour was on May 26, 2014. We didn’t publicize the first one. My post that day was called Day For The Dead. We were worn out from running all over Corrales in inclement weather, finding Dr. Hueys. Now that we are older and we have enough Dr. Hueys in our gardens, we don’t feel the need to run all over Corrales looking for Dr. Hueys.
“Ahem! Don’t forget about Dr. Spunk! I might have to give you a Vulcat nerve pinch, you stupid paparazzo!”
Sunset
We saw Daddy Owl from the nest that used to be south of us.
Flower Moon Setting
Lizard on the firepit
Sunset
Irrigation at Dusk
Shey’s Tree after dark
Off Center & Not Even 