Sasha Kitty modeling on my dusty MX-5.
The mystery continues. Look at Sooner or Later if you don’t remember the first photo of this building.
Blue, our 19 year old boa constrictor, who is soon to turn 20, has flown the coup, so to speak. She moved out of our house, and moved in with Tristan. Blue will be happy at Tristan’s because she will get more attention now. I’m not supposed to handle reptiles because of my compromised immune system; therefore, I only handled Blue to get her out of her cage to feed her and clean her cage; and most of the handling was with a snake stick. She is a family snake and has lived with Tristan before.
This Spin scooter was eyeing that bicycle. Looks a bit envious to me.
Silver in states of Cater-Mortis†.
†Cater-Mortis is a rigid state of kitty sleep.
There is one thing about this classic Chevy that makes it very New Mexico. Can you figure out what it is? Hint: there is something missing that doesn’t matter that much in New Mexico.
We had thunderstorms coming in from all directions this afternoon. The thunderstorm that built up over the Sandias was the most dramatic. While out on a walk before the storms, I encountered a little bit of wildlife.
This video of the Great Purple Hairstreak Butterfly shows how it moves the flanges on the ends of its wings while it feeds. I assume it’s to fool predators into going after the flanges on its wings, giving it a chance to escape.
Thunderstorm activity to the north.