Dark-Eyed Juncos, Garden, Snow

Dark-Eyed Juncos, in the garden and the snow today. I had fun hanging out with about five dozen of these little ones storming the bird feeders today. They were unafraid of the guy with the camera in polar gear, and as long as I stood still they stayed around, happily devouring a few pounds of seed. Over the last six days they’ve gone through 30 pounds of seed. And me? After I darned near froze my fingers off and the battery in the camera died in the 20º temps, it was time for a cup of tea! Thanks for looking. G

Dark-Eyed Juncos, in the garden and the snow today.

Dark-Eyed Juncos, in the garden

Dark-eyed Junco

Dark-eyed Junco San Cristobal garden

Dark-eyed Junco on the fence

 

 

Cattle Dogs, Bulls, Horses, Round Up

Cattle dogs, bulls, horses, on a winter round up in La Jara, Colorado. Yes, that’s gonna work!!!
These were obstinate bulls and tenacious cattle dogs. The rancher on horse back told the dogs either to “get ’em” or “bite ’em”. The one blue healer there, on the tail end of the bull, really reveled in it’s work. The things we see on the road. Thanks for looking. G

Cattle dogs, bulls, horses, on a round up.

Cattle dogs, bulls, horses, on a round up.Almost under control.

Taos Canyon, Woods, Snow, Trees

Taos Canyon, woods, snow, trees and a bunch of camera blur. It inspires me to post the Robert Frost poem, you know the one! It’s below the photo. I had to recite it years ago in my first year of college English Literature. Robert Frost and many more of his poems have lingered with me over the years. I often use them for inspiration. Thanks for looking. G

Taos Canyon, woods, snow, trees

Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening

By Robert Frost
Whose woods these are I think I know.
His house is in the village though;
He will not see me stopping here
To watch his woods fill up with snow.
My little horse must think it queer
To stop without a farmhouse near
Between the woods and frozen lake
The darkest evening of the year.
He gives his harness bells a shake
To ask if there is some mistake.
The only other sound’s the sweep
Of easy wind and downy flake.
The woods are lovely, dark and deep,
But I have promises to keep,
And miles to go before I sleep,
And miles to go before I sleep.

Bighorn Sheep Ram, Rio Grande Gorge Rim

Bighorn Sheep ram, on the rim in the Rio Grande del Norte National Monument. The Bighorn Sheep were a “big” feature on a photo tour/workshop today on the Sites of Taos, the Rio Grande Gorge and Beyond. It was a grand day, filled with spectacular clouds, New Mexico blue skies, rain, hail, and snow, all in good company and image making. Thanks to my guest photographers and thanks for looking. G

Bighorn Sheep Ram, Rio Grande Gorge Rim

Spring In The Rocky Mountains

Spring in the Rocky Mountains (Sangre de Cristos) the Moreno Valley. How quickly the weather changes at this time of year during spring. In the space of a few miles and thirty minutes later after lunch the difference follows the old adage… if you don’t like the weather in New Mexico, wait five minutes. In this instance the wind and snow became a blizzard. By the mid afternoon it was gone! Thanks for looking. G

Spring in the Rocky Mountains (Sangre de Cristos)

Spring in the Rocky Mountains the Moreno Valley