We took a walk through the Piedras Marcadas section of the National Petroglyph Monmument at the western edge of Albuquerque. The Rio Grande-style petroglyphs are magnificent.

I discovered that some of my recent work could not be properly viewed with the Opera browser. I've corrected that, so the Rinconada rock art photos, the cyanotypes and the cats should all now be available for users of Firefox, MSIE and Opera.
    I've been pleased with the results I'm getting from the combination of TMAX 400 film and a couple of my old cameras, the Kodak Reflex II and the Ikonta 520. They do a particularly nice job of rendering the tones and textures of my rock art subjects. I hope to have some more available soon from those cameras showing some of the extraordinary images from the Piedras Marcadas site.

There is a lot to see and do in and around Albuquerque. One can be a perpetual tourist here. A recent outing took us to the National Petroglyph Monument just west of town.

Moved in.
Most of the boxes are finally unpacked, and everyone is pretty comfortable in the new place. Richard and Rio spend a lot of time at the windows keeping tabs on the local free-range wildlife. Along with the house, we got a mother cat and two kittens who live in the garage; they seem to be adapting to the new tenants.

The house is sold, or at least we have signed a contract to that effect and are wading through the final bureaucratic details. Now, we are looking for a place to rent somewhere close to downtown Albuquerque.

Moving On With Margaret's recovery progressing, I am spending more time cleaning up the house in preparation for selling it. We are looking to move back to city life, but have yet to decide on a specific location. I have added a property description page to the web site. I'll post some of the pictures of the place I have made over the 13 years we have lived in it, and I'll try to add some new ones, including some panoramas, to give a better idea of what it looks like.

Special

One of the most interesting Kodaks in my collection is this recently-acquired No.1 Autographic Special. The camera was made between 1915 and 1920 at a time when Kodak was still making use of lenses and shutters from other manufacturers in Rochester. This one has a fast f4.5 Bausch & Lomb Tessar lens, and an Optimo shutter that was very advanced at the time. The camera was manufactured to very high standards, and has some unusual materials that went into its construction, including bakelite side panels and sealskin leather covering. There is a page about the No.1 in the vintage cameras section of my web site.

When I get up in the morning there are usually several dozen white-wing doves perched on the bushes around the house waiting for the daily birdseed dole. I can also hear them walking around on the roof, and there are often a few perched around the rim of the big skylight in the atrium. Today was the first time I've seen them actually walking around on the plastic dome surface.

There seems to be some sort of magnetic attraction between my old cameras and old aircraft. When I visited the Pima Air & Space Museum in Tucson, I found myself carrying a heavy backpack of old cameras, and I managed to shoot some photos with most of them during the morning I spent there.

Petroglyph, Chaco Canyon
I have added a brief reading list to my Sacred Places web pages about rock art in New Mexico.

Richard and Rio get their own gallery.

Competition

The Desert cottontails are regular daily visitors at our water dishes. The Black-tailed Jackrabbits only show up when daytime highs approach the 100-degree mark. Though the two species show many similarities, they are not so closely related, and their features are more the result of convergence driven by similar environmental challenges.     The little cottontails are much more assertive than their bigger cousins. They are not reluctant to muscle their way through crowds of doves and quail which have come for the morning feeding. If there is a cottontail already drinking from a single water dish, the jackrabbits will wait patiently until the cottontail finishes -- that can be five or ten minutes sometimes, as neither are very efficient drinkers.     Having two dishes with water considerably reduces competition, but the appearance of a pair of thirsty Gambel's Quail proved too much for the jack.

Western Diamondback

Crotalus atrox.

I have added a couple more images to my infrared folder. They were taken this morning at the flood gate on the irrigation canal near Ft. Selden.

Summer in the Desert

Tipplers

My pigeons are a breed known as Tipplers; they are endurance flyers, able to remain in the air for many hours. When released from the loft, the flock circles upward, sometimes reaching a height which nearly takes them out of sight. While the pigeons often fly in a circle which may be several miles across, the center remains over their home loft. A clear day with a slight breeze is the most conducive to high, long flights. When the wind blows strongly, the Tipplers will remain at low altitude, skimming close over the mesquite and creosote bush which surrounds our property at great speed. Perhaps they are afraid of being blown too far from home, and they usually will soon flutter back to the loft roof on such windy days.

There are six or eight birds almost constantly at the feeder in the back patio. They are consuming about two quarts of sugar water per day.

As we were getting ready to go into town on Thursday, I noticed a movement on the cliffs south of our house. Through the binoculars, it looked like a bird sitting in the shadows. I set up the spotting scope the next day and found the bird in the same place.     I had watched the same place for several weeks at the beginning of the Horned Owl nesting season in March. I never saw more than one adult when I visited the place, and I finally gave up, assuming that they had not nested there this year. Yesterday, two grown young flew out when I approached the site, while the mother sat nervously by. The male also showed up briefly, then he and the two babies flew off around the corner. The female just moved a little higher on the cliff face where she could keep an eye on me.

On Wednesday I drove ten miles east of Hatch to the site of an old mine at the base of the mountains. I climbed to the top of the high ridge above the mine with the wind seeming to get stronger with each step. By the time I reached the ridge crest, the air was a river-like torrent moving at close to 50 mph. Going over to the east side of the ridge got me out of the worst of the wind.     I don't recall seeing so many flowering agave before. I think they take ten or twelve years to mature; the plant flowers just once, and then dies. As soon as the pink buds begin to appear on the twelve-foot flower stalk, the agave leaves begin to shrivel and lose color. By the time the fruits have matured, the plant will be brittle and brown.

Some flowers from the falcon's aerie: Datura, Sunflower, and ??? 

*** Thanks to Katherine Blackett we now know that the pink flowers are Penstemon ambiguus, also known as Sand Penstemon or Moth Penstemon. The mystery now is why we didn't notice such a showy flowering plant before since it seems to grow everywhere in New Mexico.