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Tag: sunset
The Day Before Christmas T – 8 Days
Once upon a day before Christmas http://photos.tandlphotos.com/blog/2015/12/the-day-before-christmas-t-8-days
Sunrise, Sunset, In Between T – 19 Days
Cats, dog, snakes and us. http://photos.tandlphotos.com/blog/2015/12/sunrise-sunset-in-between-t-19-days
Cranes after Sundown
Sandhill cranes flying down the Rio Grande. http://photos.tandlphotos.com/blog/2015/11/cranes-after-sundown
The Week: April 13th — 19th
Photo of the Day, Etc for the week of April 13th — April 19th:
April 13th: Ride of Spring — http://photos.tandlphotos.com/blog/2015/4/ride-of-spring
April 14th: Cool car — http://photos.tandlphotos.com/blog/2015/4/mg-1600
April 15th: iFly — http://photos.tandlphotos.com/blog/2015/4/ifly
April 16th: Sunset — http://photos.tandlphotos.com/blog/2015/4/sunset
April 17th: Annoying cat photos* — http://photos.tandlphotos.com/blog/2015/4/anticipation
April 18th: Tunnel — http://photos.tandlphotos.com/blog/2015/4/tunnel
April 19th: Roadrunner on rails — http://photos.tandlphotos.com/blog/2015/4/rail-runner
*Wow only on set of cat photos this week!
Teagan just gave me the idea to add a poll so you can vote on a favorite post:
Burned Out
Hoot Owl at Dusk
While walking back home in the dark from what turned out to be a 6.5 mile walk, I could hear the owls hooting at each other. As I looked around to see where the hoots were coming from, I saw what looked like a large cat at the tip top of a cottonwood, backlit by the afterglow of the sunset. The owl was too far away, and it was too dark, for me to get anything but silhouettes of it.
White Lace Dawn, Black Lace Dusk
Eagle on the Rio Grande
I went out for a walk along the Rio Grande just before sundown. A Bald Eagle was flying home along the far bank of the river, almost out of reach of my 70-200 mm zoom lens at 200 mm. The Sandhill Cranes were flying in for the night looking like bombers in formation as they flew overhead. As I made my way back home through the bosque, a lone crow sat on top of a branch watching the last bit of pink before it faded into the gray dusk.


















