Investigating me at the bird feeder this morning …
Investigating me at the bird feeder this morning …
I am at my desk early this morning but not because of new-found writing discipline. No, it’s the new first-light barking outbreaks of the guy in the office doorway, Cowboy 2, a heeler-Aussie cross who formerly let me sleep in and enjoy morning peace and quiet. I don’t know whether his deal is hormones, circadian …
Lizard hunting in Placitas continued during the Wimbledon men’s final on Sunday.
I can’t seem to fix politics, war or a neighbor’s computer problems, let alone get it to rain or snow, so I am easing my frustration with an old photo. Here’s Cowboy 2 greeting a wet day a while back. Only a 15 percent chance today but we remain hopeful.
This is my rainy day icon, photographed from my warm and dry bedroom sometime back but it’s raining again today.
I know I’ve really got to work on my flower photos but, you know, when you get happy running across this stuff and there’s an iPhone in your pocket …plus this is what I told my sister in Montana I was doing before I saw the result and I’m just following through. But editorial discretion …
