We explored a nice trail in the Pecos National Historical Park near the Forked Lightening Ranch house. The ranch was formerly owned by Greer Garson and was donated to the park after her death. The trail winds around the pasture and down along the Pecos River.
A collection of photos and timelapses from the last week of the storms and sunsets.
Compassion Fatigue
A merry septet on this Dance of Death, 2021
It was bound to happen
I’ve got compassion fatigue
Watching lots die
From a preventable disease
We thought Covid was licked
Now ICUs are a mess
The light at the end of the tunnel
Is the Delta Variant Express
If it’s freedom you want
Masks and shots you won’t do
Lets start vaccine mandates
You can sit home and stew
And if caring for others
You feel is undue
Add a vaccine passport
That oughta ground you
If folks won’t see reason
Public health they won’t heed
They can suffer their actions
And relieve my fatigue
Maybe your busy
Or you just hesitated
There’s still plenty of time
To get vaccinated
Stop listening to the ring-wing
Tucker, Laura and Fox
Just get the vaccine
Just get the damn shots
This area off the Pecos exit of I-25 (located near the Santa Fe Ntl Forest) had always been a Baptist summer camp. New owners have transformed it into Glorieta Adventure Camp. Behind the original Glorieta Baptist church, are now bike trails, developed in conjunction with the Santa Fe Fat Tire Society. More info at trailforks.com
Listened to the free concert on the Santa Fe plaza given by Ozomatli and then up to the rooftop bar at La Fonda for some $12 margaritas. Nice views of roof ductwork, the Jemez Mt.s and the Loretto Chapel.
Finally had a big downpour last week that gave us about 2 inches. After, I hiked over the greenbelt to try to find spadefoot toads which come out after the rains to party. I can always hear them but I never can find any : (
A variety of cloud shots and a timelapse from earlier this month.
In a previous post, we put up a box to help the house finches make a nest. They made a nest that finally didn’t blow out of the portal. Since then, we’ve been worried about the 4 eggs they laid… as we’ve seen very little of Mom and Dad.
I decided to try a shot with the iphone and a mirror and it looks like we have 4 chicks.
Smoke from all the fires out West are wrapping around the High pressure and streaming down into New Mexico. Makes for a red sunset, bad air and another all-to-often smokey situation.
We have finches nesting in the new portal who now have a nest thanks to Joan’s ingenuity! Later, a trio of raucous ravens stopped by to be filmed (plainly demonstrating my shakiness in wildlife film documentation). They were interested in some food one had and noisily flew off after him when he took off.
