When you live out in the sticks.
Tag: trees
Sunset Saturday
Cottonwood, sagebrush, tamarisk and other plants in the low sun on Saturday. I managed to get a different view of the Sandias from above Bernalillo as the last bit of sunlight kissed them goodnight.
Spooky Side of Aix
We walked around Aix in the rain all day on May 18th. The wet, gray weather added to the erie starkness of the old Castaño trees lining the edge of a park. Death followed a poor soul through the streets, and the moonlight in the clearing night sky lit an ancient church on our walk home late in the night. Aix-en-Provence, May 18, 2013.
Sunday’s Sunset
I made sure I went out to the river and got the sunset on Sunday. Now that we are back on standard time, it will be dark before I leave the office during the week.
Halloween Landscapes
This year, we are going to do the same things we always do on Halloween: get up, play with the kitties and birds, go to work and school, take some photos, come home, play with the kitties and birds, study, process photos, post a blog, check out other blogs and things on the web, go to bed.
Fall Sunset
Another evening of the beautiful light at sunset along the Rio Grande.
Provençal Landscape
Vineyards with Mont St Victoire in the background. Aix-en-Provence, France, May 2013.
Much Ado About Nothing
While this storm reportedly dumped 1/2 inch of rain on the NE Heights Tuesday afternoon, and while it looked impressive from our yard, it turned out to be much ado about nothing as it dissipated before it got to us and we got no rain out of it.
Bungle in the Jungle
Our yard has gone from a parched desert in the beginning of July, when we had less than 9/10 for an inch of rain for the entire first half of 2013, to a colorful jungle since we have received over 6 inches of rain since the beginning of July. I took the photos just after sunrise, before I spent the day pulling morning glories off of rose bushes and other plants, clearing paths, laying cardboard on the paths and spreading mulch on the cardboard. It’s still a jungle out there, but at least we don’t need a machete to cut our way from one end of the garden to the other.
Enchanting
As the sun hung low behind the cloud cover, slivers of light crawled across the dark shadows in the foreground.
Off Center & Not Even 