Being without a boat to think, dream, and plan about is a condition we try to avoid. But since this is the current state of affairs, we’ve been hard at work on all things FPB, to the extent that there has been little time for anything else. But occasionally we look up from the computer monitors and see something that diverts our attention, like snow capped mountains.
Then there is the back yard, and the visitors we so love to watch.
A few days ago there was a multi-species truce as a contingent of locals watched the sun arrive. Note the sparrow hawks, cardinal and three other avians all sharing the same territory. Perhaps there is a lesson for homo sapiens here?
The male cardinals are in full throat now, sending their lovely message out to the fairer sex.
We are even happy to see the local bullies.
These ravens are noisy, mean spirited, but no match for the smaller sparrow hawks, with whom battle is often engaged.
On occasion the sunsets are worth stopping work to observe.
The atmosphere is for the most part clear, with heavenly bodies beautifully arrayed above.
If a front has just passed, the detail can be extreme.
There are roadrunners in the back yard,
along with hawks, and they are all welcome to reflect on the meaning of life in the desert.
The red tails circle above, but occasionally will dive down for a snack, showing off their beautifully patterned wings.
In the late afternoon sun, even the ravens look good.
What we love most, however, are the songs of these visitors.
All of which is a diversion from our true passion, in which we are fully engaged. The computers are whirring full tilt these days.