
Sandias and Rio Grande at noon

Glenda




Marble the camo kitting dirtbagging. Click on her photos to enlarge.







Sasha enjoying a pleasant afternoon

Moon at dawn




Sasha heard our nephew is a “Dirtbag,” and she thought that sounded great and got all dirty in solidarity. Our nephew drives around the country Bouldering, a type of rock climbing.

Sasha refilling to bring more leaves and dirt into the house.


Sasha can be clean and cute.

Partly cloudy, on the warm side of cool (73ºF, 22.8ºC), and windy this afternoon.

“Ah! Hmm! Papa Ratzo! Are you like dense or something? Can’t YOU see the CHEEZ is COVERED?”

Loki: “It looks like a wee bit of Cheez. It stinks like an Old wee bit of Cheez. It’s dry like an Old wee bit of Cheez…”

Loki: “I think the stupid, clueless Papa Ratzo duped us with a piddling amount of cheez! I’m outta here!”

Silver: “Wait! Loki! You’re leaving me to deal with the stupid, clueless Papa Ratzo and a piddling amount of dry, stinky Cheez?”






Cats: “Are you ILL il Papa Ratzo? Did you not learn anything from the CHEEZ incident earlier?”
Paparazzo: “I just topped off the jug and blessed it! What else do you want me to do?”
Cats: “You need to ask? You are more clueless than we thought!”



Almost Worm Moon setting at dawn. The full moon is tonight, but it’s blocked by clouds at the moment.

Can you find Nora Owl?

Is that a stupid paparazzo standing on the ditch bank pointing a bazooka at us?

Psst! Don’t look now, but there’s a stupid paparazzo shooting us with a bazooka!

Kiss me, you fool!

Umph! Mo motos mit ma moth mull!

We had intermittent storms with icy winds this afternoon. The wind was biting when I walked down to check on Nora.

Sunset

Wind blew the color away at dawn

What’s a matter you, Paparazzo? Where’s the stinking cheeeezzzz, already?

Silver: “So, Loki? Do you think the stupid Paparazzo put the cheez in this thing?” Loki: “I don’t see no stinking Cheez dish or smell no stinking Cheez! But I suppose there could be Cheez in that there thingamagig. But I’m tellin’ you Sliver, Cheez or no Cheez, I smell a stinking rat of a Paparazzo!”

Silver: “So that is what I was smelling? Un RATTO puzzolente di paparazzo!! He’s probably hiding the Cheez for himself”

Mable: “Hey, puzzolente ratto di paparazzo! How do I open this thing and get to the Cheez?”

Sasha: “Who cares about stinky old Cheez when you can be on the cutting edge?”

A colorful sunset defied the wind.

Resa’s Tree in the background. Dale’s Peach Tree blooming in the middle. Charlotte’s Plum Tree blooming on the right.

Friday mornings are the same as any morning with coffee brewing, my morning concoction dissolving in a glass of water on the counter, waiting for the vinegar. And, of course, the cats were wanting me to top off their jug.

Loki: “I can’t look! Silver has his tongue stuck again!

Silver: “I do not have my tongue stuck!”

Silver: “Are you praying mean prayers about me, Loki?” Loki: “No! Only you pray mean prayers. I just can’t stand watching you get your tongue stuck. That’s all.”

Silver: “Don’t look at me like that, Glenda! You and Loki are always conspiring against me.”

“Uh! Paparazzo! Are you going to top off the jug or just stand looking like a stupid, long-haired redneck?”

Gwendolyn: “Pssst! Loki? I think Glenda has been brown-nosing il Poparazzo!. Glenda: “I can hear you, Gwendolyn!”

My first cover. Longhaired Redneck by David Allen Coe
People have asked me why I don’t do covers. My answer has been that I don’t see the point. I don’t play in a cover band, and it’s much more fun to write and record original songs. I started thinking about covers, and I decided it might be a good idea to learn songs I like as it might help to improve my vocals.
Now that I’m letting my hair grow, Longhaired Redneck by David Allen Coe seemed to be a good song for my first cover. Since I’ve been blue from all the pain, my hair is white, and I’m a redneck; I’ve been all-American Red, White, and Blue lately.

Dawn

This is my therapy bunny. I needed a pillow to rest my left arm on at night. But since I don’t have a small pillow that fits on the edge of the bed, I started using the bunny.

Spunk likes to paw the water while the other cats jug.



G&g in the back. Loki in the front.


The longhaired Redneck

The wind started blowing hard at 8:00 PM last night and didn’t let up until 7:00 PM this evening.

A wave of clouds crashing over the Sandias this evening.

“Hey, Paparazzo! We need the jug topped off!”

“Know you don’t, Silver!”

“Hey! What’s up with you, Loki?”

“Oh Lord, hear my prayer. May Loki do a little choki!”

“Keep looking the other way, Loki!”

“Hahahaha! You got your tongue stuck, Silver?”



