Young Ibis…
…and this magnificent dragonfly was sooo far away it was a dead cert I missed the shots.
She Means Business
Now 10, Daisy still puts hunting above all else. She’s good at it, too, being a Dachshund. Lethal. And although she snores beneath my desk at this very moment, I bet she’s dreaming about hunting.
She also desperately needs a haircut.
My greatest ability is knowing when to keep my mouth shut. My head is getting very noisy, though.
As Shot
How often can I claim that now? Lightroom is my best friend.
Butterfly from 2012.
Buzzard Fight
To the victor go the spoils…
Bee Mine
I spent some time with the bees this morning… well, one looked distinctly un-bee like.
First noticed them while stalking my arch-nemesis, Guy Who Yells At Me.
More on that jackass later.
See what I mean about this last little fellow? Perhaps he’s just a little younger than his mates.
Flexible Garage
My husband’s answer to “…but you have to keep it in the garage”.
And yes, I’m tearing the beds apart.
Rainy Day
Two plumerias, a bougainvillea and a Daisy.
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