It's not too often we've seen mom and dad on the dove nest at the same time. But here they were in early April, close to the emergence of their baby. Photo by Glenn.
The wisteria tree in our front yard blooms for just a few days in the spring, but it's worth the wait for its showy, purple blossoms. Photo by Glenn.
The Easter Bunny still stops at the Gehlke house, thanks to Roni's dedicted egg-dyeing. Photo by Glenn.
Easter Sunday, April 8, finds mama and baby dove doing just fine. Photo by Glenn.
Mom is naturally a bit protective as she keeps a wary eye on our camera. We were lucky to get these pictures, because the next morning the nest was empty. Two eggs this time, and one was a dud. Photo by Glenn.
So, back to Easter... Ben has outgrown the bunny, but not the hunt. Here he ferrets out the last cleverly concealed plastic egg a green one tucked amid similarly colored grape leaves. Photo by Glenn.
On April 21 we went for a hike at Bethany Reservoir near Byron. It's not the warmest day, as you can see from the fact Glenn is wearing his sweater. Photo by Ben.
This dead tree near the Bethany Reservoir's parking lot now serves as a trellis for some vigorous ivy. Photo by Glenn.
Ben gets in a little photography practice at the reservoir's edge.... Photo by Glenn.
...And here's what he was probably taking pictures of. The Altamont hills around the reservoir are home to one of the world's largest wind farms. Photo by Glenn.
These wind turbines were cutting-edge technology 20 years ago. Today, their energy generating capacity is dwarfed by much larger machines. Photo by Glenn.
Look, a walking milkshake! Lots of cows grazing up here. Photo by Glenn.
Ben stalked this seagull with his camera until the bird got nervous and took off. Silly bird kept landing on the levee a few yards ahead of us, so this scene was repeated two or three times. Photo by Glenn.
We got real excited when we first saw this bird soar across the reservoir, convinced it was a golden eagle. Alas, upon further review we realized it was yet another turkey vulture. Photo by Glenn.
See? There's really no mistaking them. The wings alone are a dead giveaway. If you could see its ugly mug in this shot you'd know for sure. ...You know, it really is a bit disconcerting when they swoop over your head like that. Photo by Glenn.
It wasn't a nice day for our walk. The skies were gray and cloudy, and the wind was kicking up as a rain storm approached. This fence was interesting in that the center posts had rotted out and were moving about in the breeze, digging ruts in the ground. Photo by Glenn.
Apart from the nice symmetry in this scene, this shot contrasts the older style turbines at the base of the hill with the newer, large model at the top. One of the large units is equivalent to about three of the smaller ones. Photo by Glenn.
There were plenty of animal tracks in the dried mud. We add our own feet for sake of comparison. Photo by Glenn.
Dad takes a break on the hillside. Photo by Ben.
These frondy plants are very common along the Delta. They have a name. It escapes me at the moment. Photo by Glenn.
I can name that tune in 13 notes... It looks like a Mozart composition, but it's just a flock of red-winged blackbirds preparing to take flight from a wire fence. Photo by Glenn.
This was about the point we decided to turn back. We were about a mile from the parking lot and the rain clouds were rolling in fast. Photo by Glenn.
Earth Day wasn't for another day, but Ben got an early start by collecting a wayward newspaper that had blown about the parking lot. The future of the planet is in good hands. Photo by Glenn.