Greetings once again from the Deming, New Mexico’s Wal-Mart!
I left Bisbee this AM for Chiricahua (pronounced Cheer-ah-cow-ah) National Monument. Don’t miss this place if you are ever in the vicinity! I drove about 80 miles through remote state highways to get there. Like this.
|I didn’t know at the time that the snow-capped peaks were my destination.|
Some of my favorite National Park sites contain geological formations. And you can’t get more dramatic than a volcanic eruption! Twenty-seven million years ago a volcano spewed ash over 1,200 square miles. What remains is a landscape formed from the cooling of the rock sculpted by erosion. It’s just stunning. The dusting of snow made it even more beautiful.
And noticed these beautiful birds.
Earlier in the day, enroute to the Monument, I was driving through farm/ranch land along a lonely stretch and suddenly …. there arose to my ear such a clatter, I looked overhead to see what was the matter. Then I grabbed the binoculars and the camera.
Sandhill Cranes! Several huge flocks. I realized that there is a National Wildlife Refuge not far from where I spotted them. They must have been out for the day.
What a thrill to see them in flight!
[Note: thanks to all of you for responding to Miller's plight in my last post. Before I left this AM, I had a long talk with the campground owner about the situation. As it happens, she keeps an eye on Miller and even walks him several times a day. We went over to check on him together and she pointed out that he has a doghouse with, she says, an electric blanket inside. That did not escape my notice last night, but neither did the fact that his lease length wouldn't allow him to actually get in the shelter. In the scheme of things, he's probably OK. Certainly not at all the way John & I (or you) would do things. I hope he is OK].