The Beaver Moon rose in the northeast on November 30th. I had to photograph it through the cottonwoods to get its yellow color when it was just above the horizon. A Beaver Moon in cottonwoods seemed most appropriate. This Beaver Moon was also the last penumbral lunar eclipse of the year.
On October 28, 2020, I posted One, Three, Four with five photos of Sandhill Cranes. Marina Kanavaki at Marina Kanavaki dot com commented: “One, three, four, three, three… that would make a very interesting beat!” I replied “¡Sí! C Em F Em Em as in C EmEmEm FFFF EmEmEm EmEmEm repeat.” I wrote lyrics and played the 1, 3, 4, 3, 3 chord progression on the guitar and recorded Cranes in the Key of C. I put the song together with footage of cranes flying above me, in a field, and over the Rio Grande.
Looking southwest
There was proto-color rising from behind the Sandias when I left the house. I stopped for gas two miles down the road and the clouds had colored up.
Looking east
My car with windswept snow in the parking lot on Old Route 66 between 2nd and 3rd Streets.
Our months-long dry spell was broken today with a major windstorm, followed by snow.
The snow was still faling when I got home.
Silver and Sasha enjoying a warm counter.
Dale’s peach tree with Resa’s Tree in the background.
Snow caused the black bamboo to bend over and cover Marina’s Tree. The top of Lavinia’s tree is showing on the left.
Catio in the snow.
My decadent birthday dinner: home made, hot and spicy, green chile cheese fries.
You can look through the peach leaves portal into the future. If you are quick you may see what will pass.
Dale, @ A Delectable Life, rightly noticed that her Peach Tree had not been getting much attention. Here it is in day-glow peach.
I couldn’t resist doing an Over/Under shot. Inspired by Marina.
The burning bush. Tamarisk.
Cottonwoods’ glowing yellow in the twilight.
Holly’s Tangle Heart Tree watching the other cottonwoods go yellow.
Yellow cottonwoods on along the levee and trail that goes to Beaver Point.
Shey’s Tree is turning more slowly than the trees around it.
Yellow glow in panorama.
Cottonwoods along the irrigation ditch.
Susan’s Tree.
Resa’s Tree.
Tiffany’s Tree.
Marina’s Incognito tree blends in nicely with the black bamboo.
While spies come in from the cold, the Incognito tree has been outed by the cold.
Over/Under Incognito for Marina. Checkout Marina’s Happy October, 2020 post.
Teagan’s, Susan’s, and Lavinia’s trees beginning to turn yellow from the recent frosts.
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.
Sandias mostly covered by clouds
Holly’s Tangle Heart Tree
Shehanne’s Tree
Off Center & Not Even 