This was the rosy golden sunrise view to the east yesterday morning, as I descended from Usery Pass toward the river around 6 am. The cloud formations were spectacular, thanks to our monsoon weather.
It took stops & walks at a number of rec sites before I finally found any horses -- weekend tubing revelers had likely scared them off to the far hidden shores of the river.
Eventually the horses crossed the river and disappeared from sight. To me, this view looks like a secret fairytale landscape.
Turkey Vultures love to perch on the skeletons of dead trees along the river. I admire them for the great job they do, cleaning up remains that would otherwise be quite unpleasant for the rest of us to encounter.
The thrilling finale to my morning was spotting this juvenile Cooper's Hawk perched in a mesquite at Coon Bluff. I've been glimpsing juvie Cooper's Hawks there for the past month, but this was the first time one actually sat still and posed. (You can tell it's a young one from its browner coloring and its pale eye. When mature, it will be very gray, with a deep red eye.)
So despite the scarcity of wild horses yesterday, it was another pleasant morning along the river -- well worth getting up early to beat our 115 degree midday heat!
Jenny & Kevin at their wedding reception, 8/11/12. Photo by Kevin's mom.
My lovely niece Jenny married her sweetheart Kevin on Saturday in a beautiful ceremony at the Cork Factory Hotel in Lancaster, PA. Our scattered extended family all gathered there to celebrate with them, and we had a wonderful time.
And I'm taking a little credit for their happy newlywed message above, because I made the Scrabble-tile-inspired pillows, at Jenny's request, to decorate the benches for the reception.
Cheers to the happy couple!
(And to me, for remembering how to operate my sewing machine.)
I didn't intend to ignore the blog for such a long time.
But I got caught up with the local Salt River Wild Horse protection/preservation effort, and then with some other family commitments added into the mix, the daily birds and everything else just kind of fell by the wayside.
In the interim, I've also begun to wonder if, in a world of tweets and texts and instantly-instant everything, blogs such as this can still claim much of a place?
I find myself checking my favorite blogs less often, because they seem to be updated much less frequently than they were a year or two ago. Maybe others are feeling some of the same uncertainty.
The whole thing makes me sad.
More and more, it feels like you have to participate at warp speed if you're going to participate at all. And I'm way too old for warp speed.
So for now, I'll continue here at my own sloggy pace, and see where that takes me.
It's been a great experience, blogging, so part of me hates to let it go. But maybe it needs to evolve. I'll have to ponder that possibility.