New Mexico


After we toured the Mediterranean Conservatory at the Albuquerque Botanical Gardens on Sunday, Don and I headed over to the Desert Conservatory.

What a contrast in humidity, colors and textures.

A Baja fairy duster, named so because its red flowers are shaped like miniature feather dusters.

Don and I visited the Albuquerque Botanical Gardens yesterday for the Winter Fire Colors Flower Show.

The show featured flowers in hot colors from Mediterranean climates.  

There were eye-catching green globes of hanging sedums.

And cyclamens in shades of pinks and purples.

Forest lily.

Chilean bellflower.

 

Albuquerque’s normal average high temperature for Groundhog Day is 51°F.  Our high temperature yesterday was 9 degrees.

The wind chill while we did chores last night was -16°F. Let me tell you, I forgot what cold feels like.

When the Canada geese hunker down, it’s cold.

This is what things looked like at Morning Bray Farm on Tuesday morning.

And this is what things looked like yesterday morning. We’re totally not used to having snow hang around. Cold.

Hence, I was in a complete panic yesterday morning when I saw the boys’ feet. (Carson, thanks for talking me off the ledge! )

Their hooves weren’t even touching the ground!

Try as we might, Don and I couldn’t pick the frozen hoof cakes out of the boys’ feet. And believe me, we tried.

The horrible hoof cakes were a result of the boys walking back and forth between the snow-covered pasture and the corral.

After we closed the gate to the pasture to prevent more accumulation, Don and I were able to pick the boys’ feet clean once things warmed up a bit (to 9 degrees).

This is a perfect example of how the horrible hoof cakes were made. See the layers of snow and corral dirt?

If we made it through last night, we’re golden. The forecast calls for 25°F today and 40°F on Friday. ♥

We can only appreciate the miracle of a sunrise if we have waited in the darkness. 

                                                                                                                    – Author Unknown

Softly the evening came. The sun from the western horizon

Like a magician extended his golden want o’er the landscape;

Trinkling vapors arose; and sky and water and forest

Seemed all on fire at the touch, and melted and mingled together.

                                                                                          -Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

We visited Wildlife West Nature Park yesterday. Unlike a typical zoo, Wildlife West is a preserve for orphaned, injured and certified non-releasable animals and birds in natural habitats.

This is Morley, a golden eagle. Morley is missing his right eye, making it impossible for him to be released into the wild.

Here’s Dia, a western red-tailed hawk. Dia was found on the ground, injured in the right shoulder and wing – the result of a gunshot.

Magnificent.

Here’s Don having a chat with Lucky, a white-tailed deer rescued by the New Mexico Game & Fish Department.

I couldn’t get over how beautiful the pronghorns were. Tonto was orphaned as a baby and brought to Wildlife West by the New Mexico Game & Fish Department.

Did you know the pronghorn is the only living member of its family in the world? They are not antelopes. They’re the fastest land mammal – they can sprint up to 60 mph and maintain a speed of 30 mph for miles (they can sustain high speeds longer than a cheetah). They can see 320 degrees without turning their head and can see movement up to four miles away.

This is Forrest, a gray fox. He was found orphaned as a baby in a train car in southern New Mexico.

Meet Ernie, a great horned owl. Ernie is at Wildlife West due to a serious injury to his right wing, most likely caused by a collision with a vehicle.

And, last but certainly not least, Don and I were intrigued by Max and Polly, a pair of crested caracaras.

Max and Polly are at Wildlife West because they were illegal pets.

They are members of the falcon family, although their structure and habits are quite different from those of other falcons.

Stunning.

Los Dias de los Muertos – The Day of the Dead – is a day that celebrates death.

Yesterday evening, Don and I went to the annual Día de los Muertos Marigold Parade here in Albuquerque’s South Valley, where we live.

Los Dias de los Muertos is a Mexican custom that celebrates loved ones who have died.

Family members and friends put pictures of the deceased on flower-strewn altars, often accompanied by their favorite food or things. See the photo of the gentleman in the lower left hand corner of the picture below?

Skull images symbolize both death and rebirth.

The amount of color in the parade was surprising and beautiful.

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