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Tuesday, January 24, 2023

Monday, January 23, 2023

Birds in the Snow (from the back door)


After yesterday's Chiricahua adventure that included hours of cold, wet feet, and this morning's hour-long walk in snow and cold wind, I had no desire to bundle up to try for good photographs of birds at the feeders, but it was interesting to see that gusting snow did not keep a gang of hungry house finches from collecting. I ventured no farther than the back door, standing there in my slippers, the door open just long enough for a click!

Later, as the wind was abating, the snowstorm winding down, I opened the back door again and aimed at the feeders. Wasn't this cardinal the clever fellow, though? Posing against the white background!

Friday, January 20, 2023

Frequent Visitors


The northern cardinal, a bird that presents itself strikingly against northern snow,
makes a welcome splash of color in the Southwest against a grey and brown backdrop.

The curve-billed thrasher, dull in color,
is equally welcome (despite his grumpy look),
because he sings almost as beautifully 
as the mockingbird.

Monday, January 16, 2023

Friday, December 23, 2022

Tuesday, December 13, 2022

Magic Mountain Morning


Looking toward the dawn on a snowy morning

That early morning light was in the west.

There was more color in the west than in the east, too.

In the east, clouds delayed sunrise.

Waiting, waiting for sunrise....

But higher in the mountains, the sun already reached the ground.

And every minute, the light was changing.

The magic was dizzying.

Any moment now --

The SUN!!!

But sun we have almost every day in Southern Arizona.

Snow, now --

Snow is the big story today!

Tuesday, December 6, 2022

High Grew the Grasses

Look at Sunny Juliet, close to sunset, sitting in this year's tall grass! Good thing she has that bright orange harness so I don't lose her on the savannah! 


Even a big ol' barrel cactus can be tricky to spot this year, unless you're right on top of it. 

And Peasy's tree, below -- usually surrounded by cow-trampled bare earth, this year it emerges from a sea of grass. 

Blades of grass as numerous (or so it seems) as stars in the nighttime desert sky. And yet, myriad as they are, they always merit a closer look. 

And now, if you're feeling lonely or altruistic or wise or holidayish or on-the-fence-about-the-hollidays, consider joining the conversation here. Thanks!