I irrigated this morning. When I went out to let in the water at 5:30 am, there was a bullfrog at the gate. The temperature was 45º F (7.2º C) and Mr. Frog stood his water and held tight even though the gate made a lot of squeaking noises as I cranked it open, and the current from the water rushing into the culvert tugged at his buoyant body.
Nighthawks fly helter-skelter, turning hither and thither pursuing insects at twilight.
Loki’s full-faced tail hanger
Loki and Silver challenged Spunk to a boxing match. You all can decide the winner.
Spunk pulls a prolifically cool tucked tail profile to perplex Loki and Silver
Sliver tags in with the required four feet in the box
But then he falls into a full-faced, three-pawed tail hanger
Loki pulls a three-quarter PO’d-look profile with tail hanger
Spunk put on his full-faced Spunk-eyes with tucked tail look
Note to Herman: I assume you noticed the PreSonus Iris E3.5 BT speakers box in the background. When I was ordering a new backup drive, Amazon gave me a gift card which was enough to cover those near-field monitors I had been eyeing for a while. They sound great and reproduce sound super accurately.
Damselfly
I would wake up every morning with Lola lying on my chest smiling at me and purring.
I brought Lola home to a full moon rising over the Sandias on April 3, 2015. I buried Lola at sunrise this morning June 3, 2020. We had five wonderful years with Lola. Lola was doing the best she could with her rheumatoid arthritis, and we were doing the best we could treating her with steroids and Gabapentin, but she succumbed peacefully last night.
https://photos.tandlphotos.com/blog/2015/4/moonrise-lola-and-the-neon-tulip
Lola originally belonged to our neighbor. They got her when she was about a year old in 2010. Lola used to spend a lot of time at our house because the neighbors had dogs that bullied her, and our neighbor’s didn’t like cats as much as dogs. We ended up taking Lola after our neighbor’s moved to New Zealand. Moving in with us was a dream come true for Lola.
Lola helping me with cleanup after the raccoons ransacked our outdoor kitchen in 2011.
Lola was always a Catzilla type cat. She never liked other cats much, but she loved people. https://photos.tandlphotos.com/blog/2015/4/catzilla
Lola was a really good sport and a good kitty model. She actually seemed to like my limp celery on cats project. https://photos.tandlphotos.com/blog/2016/12/lola-loves-limp-celery
She was often surprised by Spunk’s magic tricks: https://photos.tandlphotos.com/blog/2016/5/spunk-magic
We really miss Lola. Rest in peace Lola.
Resa, who has the Art Gowns blog, and Spunk have had a thing going for a while now. When I posted The Persistence of Spunkery a couple of weeks ago, Holly and Marina got confused and thought that Resa’s cat Jeep* and Spunk had a thing going. With inspiration from Holly and Marina and collaboration with Resa, I wrote a song about our feline matchmaking and creating a modern, virtual, long-distance romance during these times of Covid cooties between Jeep and Spunk.
Feline Matchmaking
Music & Lyrics by Timothy Price
Inspired by Holly and Marina
Collaboration between Resa and Timothy
Intro
Can we have long-distance love
For kitties locked down, locked in, Zoomed?
Verse
Jeep’s up north to the east
Spunk’s down south to the west
Jeep says meuw, not meow
Spunk says mew followed by a growl
Jeep is four dimensions in three
Spunk’s dimensions? Egyptian eyes
Jeep is a sweet girly whirly
Spunk has his destructive manly ways
Bridge
Girly/Manly ways attract
Equals
Virtual romance for a matter-of-fact
Chorus
Feline matchmaking during Covid cooties
Long-distance love-making, feline beauties
Purring, growling, rubbing screens
Jeep and Spunk have hit the scene
Bridge
Virtual love and Covid Cooties
Modern romance oh so beauti…
Full of screen-time Zoom Zoom Zoomed
Chorus
Feline matchmaking, Covid cooties
Long-distance love-making, feline beauties
Purring, growling, rubbing screens
Jeep and Spunk have hit the scene
*Jeep is named after Eugene the Jeep in the Popeye comic strip[1]. The vehicle we know of as a Jeep was also named after Eugene the Jeep by soldiers during WWII who thought the Willys MB light utility vehicle was “small, able to move between dimensions and could solve seemingly impossible problems”[2].
A hummingbird landed in my path as I was walking down the side of the levee into the bosque. He said: “Who is that parading past my perch”? I said, “It is only I a lowly paparazzo out for a walk to find wild willing subjects like you!” The hummer responded “Well here I am, get in your shots. I can’t wait all day.”
Note: I saved the images larger, so you can get a good view of the images by clicking on them.
“Hows this side? Do you like my purple collar?” he asked. “You are quite a handsome hombre! Your collar is lovely.” I answered.
Intermission: Here’s a Downy Woodpecker chick in a cottonwood waiting for Mama to bring him breakfast.
“How’s my profile?”
A closer view
This native bee has an impressive tongue.
Frog
Off Center & Not Even 