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JUNE 2015: 23rd-28th. The 28th. TODAY

TODAY is a lazy Sunday. Now for my usual PBS evening. Old Doc Martin (since I’ve already binged on all of the back seasons), a new season of Last Tango in Halifax, and something about nurses in war. Eventually I’ll watch the Glen Campbell doc but maybe not tonight. Charlie Rose is reviewing a show at the State Hermitage Museum in St. Petersburg WHICH I CAN GO SEE IN AUGUST.

I’m only posting here until July 4th when work gets serious on Time and Place (mneset.me) about the rapidly approaching Big 2015 Trip and a few other important topics once in awhile. A few photos to sign off …

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The Second Day of Summer

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5:50AM. Walking along the ponds and bike path. Tingley Beach. First New Mexico walk in awhile. I thought I was green-satiated after Minnesota but how lovely it was to have my whole regular path greened-up as well. My friendly water-birds did not capture my picture-taking fancy this AM so here’s a bit of Albuquerque plant life instead.

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SOLITUDE Approaching Dusk at Tingley Beach, Albuquerque NM USA: DAY FIVE/PHOTO101

Tingley Beach and the Bosque along the Rio Grande make up for Albuquerque’s many less desirable traits. Love this place. It is my place for outdoor solitude, thinking, liking where I live. It’s best at dawn in the summer but right now isn’t bad either! Used both my Nikon CoolPix and Galaxy 5 Smartphone. Not surprisingly Galaxy doesn’t really work as well for getting up close and personal from a distance. Did that make sense? No, after Photograph 101 with WordPress I’m hoping to be able to talk ‘photography.’

FIRST DUCK (AND GOOSE) ALBUM OF 2015

Have I mentioned the Bosque and Tingley Beach are the very best things about Albuquerque, New Mexico. I always think fondly of Mayor Marty Chavez when I walk here. And given what we know about Copland it’s hard to think well of any mayors. But this is just pure good. Okay, so I’ve posted similar photos a million times but it makes me happy to walk here and take pictures so what the heck…

Hey Minnesota people, this is Sunday morning fishing in New Mexico. No walleye in sight.

Hey Minnesota people, this is Sunday morning fishing in New Mexico. No walleye in sight.

And you can't eat these ducks. They wouldn't taste like walleye anyway.

And you can’t eat these ducks. They wouldn’t taste like walleye anyway.

Kids learning to like living things.

Kids learning to like living things.

Makes walking worthwhile.

Makes walking worthwhile.

They are just so so pretty.

They are just so so pretty.

New Mexico has early spring flowers too. Or whatever they are.

New Mexico has early spring flowers too. Or whatever they are.

Gotta have dead leaves, branches against blue sky...it's who we are.

Gotta have dead leaves, branches against blue sky…it’s who we are.

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The Climates of Albuquerque

 

Fall Sundown at my river.

Fall Sundown at my river.

Time off between cheer and homework.

Time off between cheer and homework.

Albuquerque was born on the banks of the Rio Grande and grew up climbing the Sandia Mountains. Now in November it’s cool and sunny down by the river where I live (elevation 4900 feet or so) and cold and sunny up here in the beginning of the foothills where son Steven and family live (over 6000 feet high). So why aren’t we called the Mile High City? Because we are the Duke City, after the Duke of Alburquerque (spelling intentional) from Spain or Portugal. I think.

Up by Steven's mountains.

Up by Steven’s mountains.

Steven is spending the weekend in Portland, Oregon where Michele sometimes works so I’m hanging out with Sara the Cheerleader here at home…her home last night, then my home tonight, then her home before Monday morning school. We’ll journey back and forth through the climates of Albuquerque—from my Tingley Beach ducks to bear-spotting up here in the wilds of the Heights as this part of town with its mostly Anglo population, a bigger middle-class and more Republicans is called.

I am not so fond of the Heights. It lacks character; no flavor of a New Mexico almost equally divided between its Anglo and Hispanic citizenry, or the strong presence of the original Native American New Mexicans. Even the small but active African American population doesn’t seem present up here. It is, as I said, very white, very middle-class, very conservative. I’m happy to say my kids are among the Democratic minority up here. Still they like it and my granddaughters have had the benefit of some of the better public schools in Albuquerque—and better cheerleading squads!

I prefer the Valley. My granddaughter asks, “Why do you live in the ghetto, grandma?” Really, dear? Property values in my ‘ghetto’ are higher than most of the uptown blocks. But our downtown scruffiness is more obvious. And charming in its own way. We are seriously multi-cultural downtown/Old Town…more rich people (out along the Rio Grande a little farther), more poor people, more Latinos, Native Americans, gays, Democrats, artists, homeless people, more…us.

Watching ABC Family and “Holes.” It’s what one does with the granddaughter that’s still a mid-teen and lounging about between cheering for the game last night and going to practice this afternoon. Besides I quite like “Holes.” She was going to watch “Gray’s Anatomy” but fortunately could not get Netflix to work this morning. I’m not sure I could handle that…watched for a season years ago but it did not grow on me like “Orange is the New Black” for example.

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Now it’s evening. We’ve had a fine Whole Foods dinner. Pasta, a roasted happy chicken, Cranberry baguette and oatmeal raisin cookies. And back to TV. “The Hunger Games,” which I’ve missed until now. I do like Jennifer Lawrence finally but am not at all enamored of the film. Didn’t think I would be but with so much attention there was always the possibility.

So that’s today.

 

The Obligatory Autumn Leaves Post

No self-respecting blogger would let fall slip away without at least one ‘leaf’ album. A lovely walk after work, warm, just a touch of chill in the air, all gold and mellow and perfect.

Why was I worried about Botswana spiders...they're way bigger here.

Why was I worried about Botswana spiders…they’re way bigger here.

When my dad said, "you look like the last rose of summer today, it wasn't a compliment. But this one doesn't look so bad.

When my dad said, “you look like the last rose of summer today, it wasn’t a compliment. But this one doesn’t look so bad.

Fall at Tingley Beach.

Fall at Tingley Beach.

Where are they going? South? West?

Where are they going? South? West?

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Our watermelon mountains at their rosiest.

Our watermelon mountains at their rosiest.

Getting dark as I near home. Flash pops up as I take a last 'golden leaves' shot.

Getting dark as I near home. Flash pops up as I take a last ‘golden leaves’ shot.

Toys and Wildlife (one without feathers!)

"You Can't See Me..."

“You Can’t See Me…”

Featherless wildlife!

Featherless wildlife!

 

Wednesday I took my new Galaxy 5 for a morning walk with mixed results. But some of the photos were clear and bright. This morning it was the new camera–a Nikon Coolpix S9700.  This little toy is more problematic because I expect much more from it. I took about 90 photos, about 25 turned out beautifully. That’s not a good average! So after much hand-wringing I was forced to print out the manual AND NOW I must read it I suppose. Hate that side of new toys. There’s hope–see how nicely my wildlife photos turned out.

 

Nice feathers yes?

Nice feathers yes?

 

Is this a swan?

Is this a swan?

A Morning Slog

I love New Mexico and my job and myself in general when I go for that dawn walk along Tingley Beach. Now and then however it’s not so invigorating, in fact it’s just trudging along because walking is good for me. Today was just such a morning–but made tolerable–no, more than tolerable–actually pleasurable by searching for photo ops. With a challenge. No duck/goose photos allowed. Here’s the morning:

I didn't say no birds, just no ducks or geese.

I didn’t say no birds, just no ducks or geese.

Starting a trend, like the Pont des Arts.

Starting a trend, like the Pont des Arts.

After all the American, Latin America history classes I've take that included references to the Rio Grande, I love that it is so near where I live. Like my own personal river.

After all the American, Latin America history classes I’ve take that included references to the Rio Grande, I love that it is so near where I live. Like my own personal river.

Wonder if this went with yesterday's shoe? Different street corner though.

Wonder if this went with yesterday’s shoe? Different street corner though.

Little lost shoes.

Little lost shoes.

As I was taking this pic an employee (I suppose) drove by, slowed way down, stopped, stared at me for awhile and then drove in the lot. And yes, if you read this, I do work for the KGB.

As I was taking this pic an employee (I suppose) drove by, slowed way down, stopped, stared at me for awhile and then drove in the lot. And yes, if you read this, I do work for the KGB.

More wildlife.

More wildlife.

 

 

Back at the Beach

The great great grandchildren of 2012's duck (not geese right?) photos.

The great great grandchildren of 2012’s duck (not geese right?) photos.

Tingley is just the kind of beach you want when you’re over a certain age, whatever age that is for each of us. No swimming, sunbathing, beer drinking, beach volleyball or making out allowed. Just walkers and cyclists and ducks and me.

Late May and the daytime temperature already in the upper 80s but at 6am one can believe that life is fresh and green…somewhere to the east perhaps. It was a little chilly this morning but the drought is so extreme that even at dawn there is not the slightest hint of damp in the air. I don’t ever remember dew in this part of the world, but sometimes, very early in the day the memory of moisture might tantalize. Not anymore.

Never mind. It was beautiful in its own New Mexico way.

Friends are good.

Friends are good.

Questions?

Today’s photos are simply here as tools through which I seek information.  Not just to show you another duck/goose photo okay?

Cool lovely morning in Tingley Beach. Feels like a gun-toting Republican-free zone. Only the cyclists, dog-walkers and a skinny runner in kilts.

The questions follow right after this first dawn on Laguna Drive heading toward the river.

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NOW FOR THE QUESTIONS:

WHY DO SOME WATER FOWL HAVE GREEN BEAKS AND SOME ORANGE?

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WHAT IS THIS PLANT? FIRST PHOTO THE SEED POD AND THE SECOND THE FLOWER THAT PRECEDED IT?

 

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WHO IS THIS?

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