A heron sunning itself in a shallow area of the Rio Grande as it passes through Albuquerque.
It was snowy and windy this morning at my place. I walked over to visit a neighbor — and saw this pile of leaves blown against a fence. This must surely be the last of the fall colors.
I think I may have mentioned before that there’s virtually no form of sunflowers that I don’t totally love. This little bud was one of the very last this year, I’m sure. I saw it on Halloween in the Rio Grande Bosque (northwest Albuquerque).
A lovely fall day along the Rio Grande as it runs through Albuquerque, surrounded by changing cottonwoods and with the Sandia mountains in the background.
The neon on the midway got going just as the sun went down.