Steve and Judy's Travels!

A few weeks back.

We were visited by a little wren.

The wren got serious about checking us out.

The entire van got an inspection.

We were careful not to kidnap him when it was time to close up and drive away.

December, everything dies back.

January, while the plants are dormant, I cut them way back so they will return happy, healthy, and even bushier in the spring.

It’s January.  The Esperanza didn’t get the memo.

But I did.

It’ll thank me later.

Judy before.

Judy after.

I was watching birds a few feet in front of me.  Unbeknownst to me, so was a bobcat.  My first clue was when he burst out of the bushes and just missed a dove.  By the time I got my camera on him he was standing there pissed off and hungry.

I had been unaware of him, but he was certainly aware of me.

I wasn’t enough of a threat to cause him any concern.  It was a casual walk away back into the scrub.

To play “Can you find the sleeping paraque?”

No?  How about now?

Me neither.

I spent ten minutes looking and couldn’t find one this time.