Home Again, Home Again, Jiggety Jig
July 9th, 2013
Back at home in Albuquerque, I immediately morphed back into my bird girl persona, up at 4:30 or 5:00 each morning in order to count birds in the bosque (the riparian forest along the river). Most of the songbirds are heard rather than seen, so photos are slim pickins! But, some of my favorites are larger and more photogenic, like
this Great Horned Owl trying desperately to hide among the dense vegetation. I would have never seen him/her except for the raucous calls and keks of the local Cooper’s Hawk who had discovered and was loudly objecting to his presence.
But, Mama Cooper’s Hawk was merely trying to protect her three babes from a potential predator. Being along the river at dawn is an amazing experience. There are NO other people around, just me and nature. It feeds my soul. And, I see some extraordinary sights. One day as I was trying unsuccessfully to photograph a Turkey Vulture, I nearly missed seeing this little fellow about 10 feet away and right at eye level.
I am a lucky woman.
As a Trail Watch Volunteer I have to ask: Are those dogs on a leash? Don’t make me bust you!! 🙂
Hi Maurice,
Actually, those are logs, not dogs in the first photo. But, I never allow my dogs to run free in the bosque. Like you, I also am a trail watch volunteer and I see far to many out of control dogs cavorting through the woods and disturbing the wildlife.
Thanks for stopping by my blog!
Gail