Rosencrantz eyed Diné in the dry grass and attacked. Diné held her ground, while Guildenstern lounged on the deck watching the standoff.
Category: Animals
I Have A Missing Sock!
When I got to the bottom of the laundry basket tonight, I announced “I have a missing sock!” Linguist Laur told me “It’s funny how we say ‘I have a missing sock!’ If you had it the sock wouldn’t be missing!” “How about I don’t have a sock, because I’m missing it!” I replied. Then we went off on a discussion of the philosophy and linguistics behind how best to announce that you have or don’t have a missing sock. By the time we got the laundry put away, Diné was glaring at us and Mama Manx found a box to pout in for turning those piles of comfy socks into piles of missing socks! Wait, that’s not right! How about missing socks formerly known as piles of comfy sock under cats?
Dog & Pony…
On my way back from photographing the sunset in the bosque, I stopped to photograph the horses in the soft light at dusk. My buddy, Turbo, came out to say hi, and wanted to be included in the photo session as well.
Three Beauties, Three Beasts
Beautiful women and beastly cats.
The Eagle & The Crows
While I was out at the river at sunset, the bald eagle flew by high along the opposite bank of the river. As it passed the face of the Sandias, it caught up with a flock of crows. A few crows fell in behind the eagle at first, then the crows’ flight became more chaotic as the eagle flew through them. Five cranes flew close to me at dusk, they probably couldn’t see me in the low light, and the high ISO produced interesting images. The Sandias turned a nice “watermelon” pink tonight.
Shakespeare Cats
I found Rosencrantz, Guildenstern and Puck keeping an eye on each other when I got home from photographing the Sandias and cranes this morning.
Black Rose
Black roses and a black Rosencrantz.
Watermelon Moment
The good life is eating watermelon with your cat while reading.
Covered
We’ve had a few days of cloudy, wet weather, so the horses next door are covered and muddy.
Scratch that Itch
I was trying to get Stretch to pose for a photo, which he wasn’t in the mood for, so he scratched an itch in defiance. The light and clouds were dramatic on the way in to work this morning, as was the light on a bicycle locked to the grating at 3rd and Gold.
Off Center & Not Even 