Silver: “Hey, Paparazzo! What does it take for a kitty to get some shut-eye around here?”
Neither hither nor thither
Over hill nor dale had he come
To be found lying face down
In a state of perpetual dither
Scooped up into the nether
He was lost
But on the fourth day
He fell back to earth
Dropped by the ether
Under the influence
Of a blue moon
So bright
What’s one to do?
Other than continue the saga
Of Scoopy on a frozen beach
Waiting a spring thaw
Glenda
Glenda, again
Off Center & Not Even 
The pics of the cranes somehow remind me that it won’t be long until they are all gone until next October. Several years ago I was at the Botanical Garden in early March when a huge flock (?) of very noisy cranes flew over. I don’t know where these had spent their winter, but they were in a hurry to get to the big meetup at the next spot. 🙂
The cranes are getting more animated. I think they are starting to feel the call of the north. Thanks, Susan.
I LOVE this. Especially the poetry.
Thanks, Shey.
Wonderful poetry, Tim. Who’d a thunk a shovel could be so inspirational?
Love the photos. Was Glenda upset for her hiding place to be found?
Love the Stop sign/moon shot!
Personally, I think Scoopy is more interesting than most Disney characters. Thanks, Dale.
Thanks to you, that’s for sure!
A beautiful slice of life at the Price household and bosque, Tim! The shovel seems to have an interesting story behind it. It’s not talking, I suppose. 🙂
It’s a mysterious shovel. Thanks, Lavinia.
Well done Tim!
Thanks, Tiffany.
Beautiful, as always.
Thanks, Gigi.
LOL
Thanks, Dawn.
And the saga of the scoop continues! Did Jake find a nice shoe to chew on?
That shoe is a mystery like Scooby. It’s on a coyote trail that only coyotes used until Jake and I decided to see where it went. I was wondering if there was any connection with those two hidden shovels we discovered. Thanks, Liz.
You’re welcome, Tim. I wonder if you will ever learn the mystery of the shovels.
I doubt it.
You’re probably right.
Quite the assortment. Good thing the cats couldn’t see the cranes, or maybe they just didn’t care.
Like your night-time skyscape.
O/T: I read awhile ago, you and your wife did flamenco. I saw on IG the line-up for this year’s Flamenco Festival Albuquerque coming on Jun 19-27. Do the both of you still dance flamenco?
Hi Madison. Thanks for the comment and inquiring about flamenco. We have not danced or played flamenco in years. Life and health issues got in the way. Are you a dancer?
Super connections all the way through, Tim. FAvourite? Glenda, Silver & the lonely shovel.
Thanks, Inchy.
A student of flamenco. Love the precision in the dancing and keeping time with castanets. It’s harder than it looks. Professionally, I’m a singer-dancer, but more dancer.
Ritmo in flamenco is fascinating and difficult. Learning all the different rhythms was a challenge. We lived and studied flamenco in Madrid, Spain, for four years, many years ago.
I write and record songs, and I’m always looking for singers to sing the songs I write.
My book is pretty full through early next year. If you’re familiar with the name, Alissa White-Gluz, I’ll be working with her, both on tour and in studio.
Impressive.
To you learning English conjugate this
Neither hither nor thither
Silver is sooo beautiful.
Still, here’s the scoop.
The scoop wants to be a reporter for a well known news outlet. Obviously it keeps landing where he could shovel the poop… but that’s not the poop he was thinking of.
Perhaps a GSP would help?
Global Scoop Positioning
GSP! Hahaha! You are so clever. I like the angle you put on the scoop. Thanks, Reas.
Well, the Scoop seems to be getting a lot of coverage. Might as well be a reporter.
Super pic of Silver … those cranes look like they are in for a crash landing
The cranes always crash land. They are hilarious. Thanks, Julie.