The World This Morning with Twyce Knightley

The lower end of the Mandango trail 

is bloomin' beautiful.

 

Sunset to the South

Playing around in my photo-shop.

Bandit on a Wire

A path through nature is never the same twice.

Five o'clock Alarm

Somehow, I awoke just before I heard the unmistakable sound of a crashing tree. Five am. The rain didn't seem that strong. Could have been wind. Saw two flashlights running around next door. Not on the properties. Anyway – here's the victim. Largest girth in Soggy Bottom.

But it was just a branch.

 Would qualify as a tree.

The old guy isn't the tallest. These are. Whatever they are.

This one's been around for awhile.

But the lord and King shall remain...

Your arm's off!
Tis merely a scratch.

Fog Man Dango

Spooky Asteroid

These neighbors of mine (at long last identified as a Groove-billed Ani) have little fear of man or weed whackers when there are insects to be found. Four of them followed a few feet away while I mowed the yard. 

V:  Where was the bird when he landed on the branch?

M:  On the branch?

V:  That was after he landed.

M:  In the air.
V:  That was before he landed.

I asked Señor Ani if he could showcase his wings for me. I'm telling ya – human-friendly.