It’s that sunflower time of year again. To my eye, everything about sunflowers exudes happiness — even this sleepy sunflower struggling to open fully.
A bare tree in Albuquerque’s Rio Grande bosque. Hawks and eagles often hang out here.
Bright colors are hard to come by in a central New Mexican winter — but I found them in this wood duck at Tingley Beach in Albuquerque.
A view of the Sandias at sunset from Albuquerque’s west mesa. Sandia means watermelon in Spanish, and it’s at this time of the year that I most often remember how they got their name.
A heron sunning itself in a shallow area of the Rio Grande as it passes through Albuquerque.