Totally unexpectedly, there they were, in Albuquerque.
(While it looks as if they are captive/behind wire, they were actually standing on a small pile of dirt, which happened to be behind a wire fence meant to contain chickens, I think...)
These pix were shot from across a field, at dusk, BTW...not too bad, fancy camera (which I totally do not know how to properly use yet).
Wildly in love with my husband B., former guardian of the late, lamented Miss Tallulah Mae (the wonder dog), adorer of all canines, dilettantish crafter, obsessed with birds, vintage shopper, lover of libraries, neophyte cellist, and foziewisp.