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Walter And Willa Move South
Sandias at sunset
May’s Flower Moon in the clouds
Osric looking handsome
Willa looked like she had an itch to scratch
Will having a little trouble with her balance
Willa looking lovely
Nora Has dinner
Nora preparing dinner
Nora: “Oops! Looks like I dropped dinner. Sure Enough!” Walter: “I can’t believe you dropped dinner!”
Willa and Walter
Willa doing the Funky Chicken
Walter’s crash landing
Willa, being an Angel
Can you find Osric in the above photo?
Osric Owl
Can you find Willa and Walter in the above photo?
Sunset
Wynona Chewing On A Stick
Wynona. A big brown beaver.
Western Bluebird in silhouette
Round-eyed Devil
Sasha exercising
Ma ma ma, my peonies
Dusty Sandias
Tangle Heart Tree
Setting sun
Hunting a Bunting
Tangle Heart Tree at dusk
Hunted a loud bird
Often heard but rarely seen
Shot him in a tree
Lazuli Bunting
Glow after sunset
Madge The Badge Is A Model
Sandias at sunset
We ran in David, one of our ditch bank buddies, on the way down to check on the owls. We saw him again on our way back, and he mentioned that he saw Madge the Badge and attempted to talk to her, but she slipped into her hole. When we got to Madge’s mound, we said, “Hey, Madge! It’s us. Are you coming out?” She popped her head up immediately, crawled out of her hole, and posed. Laurie asked her if she was a model, and she was like, “Duh! Isn’t it obvious?” She recognized our voices and came out to visit. She’s very intelligent. If you are wondering how I know Madge is a female. I don’t know what her sex is. I’m gendering her as a female because I like the name Madge the Badge.
“You called?”
I thought Madge was talking to us without making noise. But when I processed the photos, I could see she was chewing on something.
A Black Headed Grosbeak (top) and a female Western Tanager (bottom)
Black Headed Grosbeak
Female Western Tanager
Western Bluebird
I’m not sure what Osric Owl had in his talons, but it could be the tail feather of a Cooper’s Hawk.
Nora Owl was on her favorite perch.
Willa looked disgusted that Water was nowhere to be seen.
We hadn’t seen Wile E. in a while.
Painter’s Skies
Walter Gets His Wings
When we checked on Walter and Willa tonight, all we could see was Willa. She was high in the tree, looking all around, hopping from limb to limb, climbing the trunk of the tree. She wore herself out, and Walter was nowhere to be seen. Willa laid down on the broken branch we first spotted her on, exhausted from her efforts. Then Walter flew in from another tree, all proud of himself. He was hopping and flying around, looking for Nora. They were ready for dinner.
Willa: “Hey, Paparazzo, do you see Walter anywhere?”
Walter flew in from another tree.
Willa: “Mama! I need dinner!”
As we were walking back, the badger made a mad dash from one hole to another hole. We stopped, and it came back out and listened to us for a bit. We were so close to it that I had to take a few steps back to get enough distance to focus on the badger.
Sunset
Tail In A Box
Spunk has been watching Vintage SNL Shorts with Justin Timberlake on YouTube and got the idea to put his tail in a box.
Our guard hummingbird is vigilant.
Søren: “I handled the drive into town better than you did, stupid, impatient, cranky paparazzo!”
Søren went to the vet today. He had an irritated and swollen eye last Wednesday, but after I got the appointment and paid the deposit for the appointment, his eye was normal by Friday and is still normal today. The vet could see where he had scratched it. She gave us some ointment to put on his eyelid. That will be fun.
Since he is neurotic and doesn’t like change, we thought the drive into town would stress him out. Turns out I was more stressed out with all the stupid, slow drivers than Søren was with the car ride. He was saying, “Hello!”, making noises, and then laughing at me getting after the other drivers. My original plan was to take him to work with me when I normally go early and then take him to the vet. Since we had decided it was best for both of us to take him to the vet, I didn’t mention my idea of taking him to work with me until we were in the car and I was yelling at traffic. Laurie asked Søren if he would like to go to work with me, and he said, “No!” He was much more entertained by my getting mad at other drivers.
Søren was proud of himself after we got back from the vet. He did good.
Nora was in her favorite spot tonight before taking off to find food for Walter and Willa. We did not see or hear Osric tonight.
Willa on a branch far away, peeking over a twig at us.
Walter on a branch about six feet below where Willa was perched.
Walter
Willa flapping and hopping her way down to Walter.
Willa eagerly looking for Nora to bring her dinner. Walter just looking.
Willa
Sunset
¡Hasta la Vista! Babies!
Walter’s tail among the tatones in a different tree from yesterday.
We couldn’t find Walter and Willa in their cottonwood tree this afternoon. And for good reason. They were not in it. They had both flown to the tree to the west of their tree. It will be very hard to see them at dusk from now on.
Nora napping way up high in the cottonwood west of the tree she nested in.
Willa sacked out after making the flight to the new tree.
Western Tanager
Swallow, House Finch, Robin
Mother’s Day Flowers
Silver napping
Marina’s Incognito Pear tree has become rather sculptural.
Sunset
Solar Storm
Dawn
Flower storm
Sunset
Hint of the solar storm at 8:30 PM
When I walked out at One after 9:09, the lower part of the sky looked clear to my naked eye. But through the camera, I could see the solar storm.
The sky was purple, looking north.
The sky, looking west.
Sasha and Silver were impressed
Off Center & Not Even 