While we await reports from the Thunder in the Tundra, at which Vlad the Impaler will punk The Goldbug at one of our own Air Force bases, we’re enjoying a colorful sunrise behind the Sandias and some spirited aerial combat over the backyard hummingbird feeder.

It’s a good thing rufous hummingbirds don’t weigh 300 pounds. They’d rule us all.

Actually, now that I think about it, it just might be an improvement over what we have now.