The weather forecast kept changing its mind; the big blue patches on the radar kept changing direction: there was snow in the air; snow on the mountains; snow, it would seem, over Santa Fe - but out here in Eldorado, just a bitter chill wind and racing clouds. So it's back to the allure of the prayer flags ... and a bell made of bird seed bobbing to and fro, and the sky. In the final two images - no, I didn't look directly at the sun ... just took a lot of photos by pointing the camera in generally the appropriate direction - a kind of feral focusing that I love experimenting with - as here, sometimes with some good results ...
Saturday, December 28, 2019
Friday, December 27, 2019
holiday decorations
... on the fireplace. The Amaryllis lilies - with the bulbs cased in wax - are from Trader Joe's, and are a horticultural miracle that I don't quite understand - there must be enough moisture inside the bulb to allow them to grow and bloom (and I had some last year, too - and took off the wax after they'd flowered, and have replanted the bulbs again this year - they're shooting green, but unenthusiastically). The Dancing Cats with their Christmas puddings - a whole long string of them - came from the V & A sometime in the early nineties: I love hanging them up every year, even if they are getting a little battered and creased around some of their paws and tails.
Thursday, December 26, 2019
bird watching
LucyFur is happily sitting at the top of the kitty-palace tower in my study, making soft chitty-chitty-chutter sounds at the unsuspecting finches and towhees. Moth - probably more interested in the bluebirds who are pecking around looking for little insects. They love it here: so many windows so close to the ground, and to the great outdoors, and bird feeders, and a heated bird bath, to attract the feathery objects of fantasy.
Wednesday, December 25, 2019
Tuesday, December 24, 2019
snow; prayer flags
At about the time that we thought we'd head into town this evening - maybe the farolitos walk on Canyon Road; certainly out to dinner - the snow began to fall, and since we're twelve miles out of town, wisdom prevailed. With the temperature hovering around freezing, it's slick road time. There may be a bit more snow by dawn: I'm certainly not complaining if it's a white Christmas ...
Monday, December 23, 2019
Sunday, December 22, 2019
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