Top of The Tangle heart pTerodactyl Tommee Towhee morning To ya

February 6, 2021 Timothy Price48 Comments

“What’s that title? Alliteration on steroids?”

“Hey! Paparazzo! Incoming!”

“There’s the Tangle Heart Tree.”

“Here goes. Geronimo!”

Tree got in the way.

Nice landing. “Thanks!”

pTerodactyl on the Tangle Heart Tree.

Is that a branch or are you happy to see me?

“It’s a branch, Paparazzo. Get your mind out of the drainage ditch!”

“Oops! Don’t mind me. Just flying by.”

Tommee Towhee was hopping from branch to branch having Russian olives for breakfast.

A quarter moon with Swiss crater-style cheese, please. 25.4% waning crescent February 6, 2021.

Lavender Mist

January 26, 2021January 26, 2021 Timothy Price36 Comments

We got about an inch of snow last night. The sun came out and melted most of the snow even though the high temp was only around 35ºF. The clouds broke up for a very short time this evening, allowing me to get a shot of the moon through the lavender mist†.

†Number 1, 1950 (Lavender Mist) is a masterpiece by Jackson Pollock: https://www.nga.gov/collection/highlights/pollock-number-1-1950-lavender-mist.html

The Pterodactyl On The Tangle Heart Tree

January 20, 2021January 20, 2021 Timothy Price54 Comments

On the 29th day of January, the Owls said to me: “Look! There’s a Pterodactyl on the Tangle Heart Tree.” I turned around and sure enough, the Pterodactyl was perched on the Tangle Heart Tree.

The Pterodactyl flew off into the sunset.

I checked out the cranes grazing on the east bank of the Rio Grande.

After the clouds cleared the half-moon hung in the sky.

My New Ax

January 8, 2021January 8, 2021 Timothy Price73 Comments

Surprise! I’ll bet you thought my new Ax was going to be a new guitar? As you can see below it’s a real Ax for chopping down trees. Laurie asked me why I got a chopping ax instead of a splitting ax? It’s pretty simple: like a Lumberjack, I chop down trees.

My new ax is made by Husqvarna, and it’s a solid, heavy-duty ax.

Mama Owl and Daddy Owl are still hanging in the tree across the irrigation ditch from where they have nested for the past four years.

Like a Lumberjack, I felled two elm trees in a matter of minutes with my new ax.

Crane looking for a morsel before going to bed.

Remember Monty Python’s The Lumberjack Song?

On The Eve Of Conjunction

December 20, 2020 Timothy Price80 Comments

Our neighbor’s star reflecting on conjunction.

Mia’s tree (center), clouds moon, large cottonwood.

Susan’s Tree, Teagan’s Trees, Gabriela’s Tree, and Tiffany’s Tree from the levee looking northwest.

Shey’s Tree with the moon above.

Tangle Heart Tree embracing the moon.

Saturn and Jupiter. 6:15 pm, December 20, 2020.

The Wilds

December 18, 2020December 18, 2020 Timothy Price60 Comments

Wild moon

Saturn & Jupiter in the Tangle Heart Tree. I had to get way back into the wilds of the dark bosque with coyotes and chupacabras nipping at my heels to get the shot.

I made my way back onto the levy at the same time as the coyotes.

There were two of them and they paid little attention to me even though we were close to each other. After I lightened up the photo, I could see the coyote on the left had a bad case of mange.

I started walking towards the coyotes. They took one last look before they scurried into the bosque.

Crow flying under the quarter moon.

Saturn and Jupiter through the trees. They are supposed to conjoin in three days.

Roger B-9 No Water

October 20, 2020April 30, 2024 Timothy Price54 Comments

Corrales B-9 Fire Truck

We went out for a walk on the ditch after sundown. The Corrales Fire Department was working at the bridge setting out water for use in putting out bosque fires. As anyone who has followed this blog for a while knows, I often complain about the Conservancy tearing out the beaver dams because the beaver dams were keeping the water levels up in the clearwater ditch that created a wetland for many species that live in Corrales and many other species that stop in Corrales on their migrations. Another thing the beaver dams provided was water for the Corrales Fire Department to fight bosque fires. There is an arsonist who’s been starting bosque fires, and there is so little water in the clearwater ditch right now that a fire pump sucks the ditch dry in minutes. The Fire Department is building dams in the ditch to try and raise the water level, plus they are adding water to the ditch. However, without the dams, the added water will just flow downstream and soak into the mud. By removing the beaver dams, the Conservancy has created a really serious problem for all the critters and people who live along the Rio Grande.

Here’s Bite Em On The Old Shin Bone for anyone who hasn’t seen it.

Chem-trail in the dark

Moon and Tangle Heart Tree

Ca Ca Ca Cranes

October 8, 2020 Timothy Price44 Comments

The Sandhill Cranes are flying in for the winter. We are seeing large echelons of cranes flying along the Rio Grande. It seems like they are arriving early this year. Since the Balloon Feasta was canceled, it’s nice to see the cranes flying overhead.

Cranes coming into roost on the river well after sundown.

Cranes through the Tangle Heart Tree.

Moon & Jupiter in the Tangle Heart Tree

September 25, 2020September 25, 2020 Timothy Price56 Comments

I walked out to the Tangle Heart Tree under the light of a half-moon. The owls hooted, Chupacabra nipped at my heels, and La Llorona wept in the shadows. As I approached the Tangle Heart Tree, the half-moon and Jupiter fell into the heart. While I was photographing the phenom of a cottonwood embracing two celestial bodies, a legion of ghosts swept past me streaking my photo, causing the coyotes and chupacabra to howl, and La Llorona to cry out as she grabbed at the apparitions hoping to catch her children among the flock of phantoms. The remnants of ghostly matter made the next photo look like a painting. The following photo came out a little clearer, but there were still pieces of paranormal particles hanging in the air. The last photo cleared up a little more but it still shows remnants of the eidolon.

A legion of ghosts swept past me.

The remnants of ghostly matter.

Pieces of paranormal particles hanging in the air.

Still showing remnants of the eidolon.

Greetings From Little Owl

June 30, 2020June 30, 2020 Timothy Price46 Comments

One the branch staring me down.

We haven’t seen the little owls for a couple of weeks. When the smoke descended upon us the owls seemed to say “¡Hasta la vista! Babies!” and disappeared. Over the past week, we had heard them eeping, but we couldn’t find them in the trees. Various people mentioned hearing the owlets and seeing them fly into the bosque, but sightings, where the owlets are perched on a branch eeping and watching people, had become scarce.

Last night when I was walking to 4th of July Point at sunset, I heard eeping, and I found this little owl on a branch behind the Tangle Heart Tree. Laurie walked up and we could hear the other owlet eeping deeper in the bosque south of the Tangle Heart Tree, but I couldn’t find it.

Taking a closer look at the pesky paparazzo.