A Different View

I haven’t taken photos of the Sandias from the north end of Corrales in a long time. The Sandias were particularly rugged looking in the light of the setting sun this afternoon.

Sunset looking south from the north end of Corrales.

When I got home, the sun had set and the clouds were pink and red.

A Bonus Birdie

I also found this Dark-eyed Junco sitting on the path. I reached down to see if it would fly and it hopped onto my finger. It was alert, but it refused to fly. I tried to put it on a branch in the black bamboo, but it kept hopping back in my hand. I looked under its wings and inspected its body. I did not see any injuries. I took it inside and showed it to Laurie, then I walked down to the infinite shed of doom with the Junco still perched on my finger to get a bird cage to put it in for the night. I figured if it wasn’t going to fly, a cage would be a safe place for it to recover from whatever was keeping it from flying. It stayed on my finger inside the infinite shed of doom while I scrounged around in the dark looking for a cage. I finally found a cage, walked back outside, showed the cage to the Junco, and asked it if it wanted to spend the night in the cage in the house. At that point, I think it decided it couldn’t deal with the cage and flew away. I was relieved to see it fly.

Drive-By Skies

When I walked out of a store at sunset, the sky was wild over the Sandias. On my way home the sky was very distracting. I stopped several times facing icy winds, crossing busy streets, and getting stickers in my socks to photograph the quickly changing wild sky.

Cottonwood Colors

Sliver moon at dawn.

Cold sunlight on cottonwoods under wintery clouds.

Resa’s Cottonwood

Susan’s Cottonwood

Gigi’s Cottonwood

Dale’s Peach Tree backlit

Tiffany’s Cottonwood

Lavinia’s, Susan’s and Teagan’s Cottonwoods

Gabriela’s Cottonwood on the right behind Gigi’s Cottonwood.

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Marina’s not-so-Incognito Pear Tree.