Afternoon senses
The sky was full of mares’ tails A robin showed up first. Then the waxwings came for water. You can see the dash of brilliant yellow at the tip of their tails. I couldn’t catch the deep red at the tip of their wings. More later, maybe.
Below you can see that wing-tip red from a migration through Placitas in a previous year.
While I’m at it, here are the Sangre de Cristos from Santa Fe Canyon to Truchas Peaks on March 21, from dry, dry Placitas.
Normal hair day.
Many are out for breakfast in Placitas and the Range is reopening in Bernalillo.
A couple of characters show up for a drink.
Some share. Some pig out.
Then the tricksters come straggling home from last night. (A jackalope leaves a prickly pear half chomped).
They’ve passed this way before and one says they’ll be back.
My apologies to the woodpecker: I caught him with crumbs on his beak but he’s still a fine lookin’ fella.
I have revised my blog format, hopefully making it a little easier to use and a little easier on the eyes.
I have eliminated the “Comments” thing, which wasn’t used much anyway. If you want to reach me to comment or complain you can always email me at dreamranchernm@gmail.com or my personal email address. The biggest issue was that I never new whether my friends intended to have their comments be public. Let me know if you think I have made a mistake by eliminating it.
A couple of you have reported problems with viewing my photos but, sorry, I haven’t been able to find an issue on my end. I checked with WordPress support, too. For what it’s worth, my posts are almost always put together on an iMac desktop. My posts in the new format look fine to me on my laptop and iPhone. Although it might be my photographic abilities alone that are in question. See selfie at left.
As a site administrator I try to keep the baling wire and chewing gum to a minimum but I remain a typewriter guy. Typewriters were still in use when I worked at the Santa Fe New Mexican, Santa Fe Reporter (manuals, no less) and at least my first year (1982) at the Albuquerque Journal. When confronted with a computer issue I don’t understand — usually of my own making — my first instinct is still to panic and yell, “Donn, I lost my story.”
So, this is my latest story and I’m sticking to it for the time being. Sincerely, the Dream Ranch team.
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