Teagan, of Teagan’s Books, and I have been following each other for years, and for some reason, Teagan had not claimed a tree. Here are the remaining cottonwoods on the property and a Blues Spruce she can choose from. If none of these seem fitting, there are a lot more trees in the bosque.
Snow has fallen most of the day. After I got home, I went out and photographed the trees on our property that have been claimed.
Lyn Wilderdean would like to join the tree club with Mia, Resa, Robin and Holly, and have her own tree. I have posted four available trees that photograph fairly well for Lyn to choose from.
The first two photos are of a young, volunteer cottonwood that propagated in the irrigation water. Laurie raised it from a sapling after it sprang forth around 2002. It’s rare to get volunteer cottonwoods.
The third photo (taken today) and fourth photo (during summer, in bloom) are of our Chitalpa that Tristan gave to Laurie for Mother’s Day in 2002. It was heavily damaged from a late hard frost in 2005. We thought we might lose it, but it has come back in a unique shape.
The fifth photo is a gnarly old cottonwood on the eastern edge of our property. The six photo is a big old cottonwood on the southern edge of the property.
They kitties and I got up at 6:30 this morning to find 6 inches (15.24 centimeters) of snow on the ground and no power. Since we have our own well, no power means no water. Fortunately, we have a gas stove and keep bottled water on hand, so I could make coffee. Power was restored around 10:45 am, so it had been off 6 hours or longer. We did have cell service, so I was able to call the power company to make sure they knew we were without power. Then the kitties and I went out at 7:00 am, played in the snow and took photos.
I was thinking that Resa’s tree might turn all yellow before turning brown; however, we had a har frost last night that turned the lower leaves brown. Many of the trees in the bosque that were yellow last night turned brown today.
With it 100º F (37.8º C) at our house, we hopped in the Mazda Miata MX-5, put the top down and headed for the hills — well Sandia Crest at 11,000 feet (3352.8 meters) above sea level. The drive to the top was a blast as the MX-5 hugged the corners well above the posted speed limit. We could see the clouds swirling above us, and hear the birds singing with the top down, as rounded one hairpin turn after another on our way to the top. Once at the top of the Crest, the temperature was 55º F (12.8º C) with drizzling rain and cold wind. Quite a contrast from the sunny, hot valley below. We walked around on the mountain top and noticed there were lots of wild flowers blooming.
After raining for about an hour this afternoon, the rain suddenly changed to giant snowflakes that were coming down thick in the waning light. I ran out and got photos of the falling snow. In the process I got photos of three cottonwood trees I photograph quite often as conditions change. Resa, who has two blogs I follow, Art Gowns and Graffiti Lux Art & More, thinks Mia is lucky to have her own tree. I told Resa she can have a tree if she would like, so I’m putting up four possible candidates. The first three cottonwoods are on our property, and the fourth is by our cattle ramp. The cattle ramp is on our property but the cottonwood is not, and I don’t photograph that whole tree very often. However, it’s a cool looking cottonwood and is situated so it gets good backlighting in the morning and the afternoon. Plus it has a cattle ramp next to it. But Resa can decide if she like any of these trees or wants to look through previous posts to see if she can find a tree that calls to her. Below are a few links to previous posts that include photos of the first three trees:
https://photos.tandlphotos.com/blog/2018/12/first-snow-on-the-2nd
https://photos.tandlphotos.com/blog/2017/10/soft-white
https://photos.tandlphotos.com/blog/2018/8/misty-morning-spotlights-at-sunrise
https://photos.tandlphotos.com/blog/2016/4/medieval-morning
https://offcenternoteven.com/2014/04/23/water-my-world/
Off Center & Not Even 