Thursday, April 17, 2014

Back to the birds!

Murph and I took a long walk in the desert just west of the airport. Birds were the topic of the day although there is a herd of antelope out there that show up occasionally. None of them got close enough to really get a decent photo.
So birds it is - first an eagle. Either an immature bald or a golden, will need to consult with my bird head friends.
Then a Swainson's hawk on the power pole, followed by a Cinnamon Teal and an American Avocet. Love them birds!





Tuesday, April 15, 2014

Lunar Eclipse - Blood Moon

I was up early this morning so I shot a few photos of the "Blood Moon" from the back deck. I always learn a lesson when I shoot the moon, just wish I could remember them all at the same time!

Anyway, it was well worth being up for - beautiful and eery, wonderful colors, and just magical in general.  Here's a sequence from left to right.











Sunday, April 13, 2014

Flowers

Fritellaria joined the front yard flowers some time ago - they have spread but the new ones have not yet flowered.




White tulips - what a thing of beauty!


Thursday, April 10, 2014

Spring in full bloom

The plum tree is almost completely white with blossoms, trees everywhere in the city are blossoming and beautiful! Flowers are up - fritellaria are blooming along with everything else. What a wonderful three days it has been.
We are in the middle of much what with selling one house and buying another but we have still had time to sit on the deck and enjoy the fruits of our labor - and Mother Nature has done the rest. Not much time for photos right now, but here's a flowering plum flower bud that I liked.


Tuesday, April 8, 2014

Beauty in Words

Our friend Katherine penned this poem when she heard about us moving to Erda. Both Diana and I were very moved by it.
Thank you Katherine!
                                                             

Unfinished Adobe


Happening upon a shell of adobes
in the high desert dusk, raw
mud cakes stacked eight feet
to the sky, windows conjured by dark
spaces left open to the night,                                             

we find a ladder propped
against the earthen bricks, and climb
past straw-studded mud still warm
from the sun, to gallons of stars
spilled high above the unroofed                                          
house, the last pink strand of day
stretched across the west.

And though we inhabit another house now,
with proper lid and plaster, when the owl
calls at dusk, all that is unfinished                                    
in our lives pulls us up
that ladder, rung by rung,
brick by warm mud brick, past
the edge of the earth on our way

to the waiting moon                                                     

Sunday, April 6, 2014

More Milestones

Carmen turned 6 yesterday and we were fortunate to be able to be at her party for a while. We've been at every one of her birthday parties - and have the photos to prove it. I talked to one mom there who said she still had my photo (of her daughter) on her refrigerator from one of the other parties.

Carmen is a great talker and a good singer but when it comes to blowing out candles she needed some assistance. What fun!