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
The moon and Jupiter were close last night.
It drained all the energy from Spunk’s tail to stand by the cat door the night before last. He had to charge his tail again last night.
The moon shining through the window at 4:00 in the morning
We got a pair of pink tarantulas to send to Tristan for Valentine’s Day.
The big tarantula is really big and cuddly
Spunk was helping with boxing the tarantulas and weighing the package so I could create a shipping label.
You’re knocking it over, and you’re going to squish Belafante!
“I squished Belefonte? Now, way, Ese! You’re pulling my tail!”
“You couldn’t have done it without my help!”
“Come on, Paparazzo and Silver! Let me have a break after packing those tarantulas!”
Crane tracks. Cluck! Cluck!
Daddy Owl in the tree just south of our deck.
Twilight Dawn
Spunk
Latest Spunk Art he created while I was outside photographing the sliver moon.
Darkness after dusk
Jupiter, Moon and Stars
Spunk Art
Venus rising
Spunk
Loki
Gwendolyn and Glenda
Dusk
Dawn
Getting a charge out of Spank Art
UNM Duck Pond
Beaver Moon over Resa’s Wolf Tree.
Dawn
Spunk Art
Late Afternoon
Crow Highway
Sunset
Subtle pink tonight
Dusk
Night Sky
Spunk Art @ 5:00 AM
Mysty dawn
Coyote was doing a weird stretch this morning
We may have awakened him
That felt good!
The cranes are collecting
Silver trying to teach an early morning cat class.
Silver gave up on the cat class, and gave into the summoning sunrise.
Almost sunset
Jake: “Ah, hmm! Hey, paparazzo, when are we going back inside so you can feed me?”
Dawn
I did not see any balloons this morning. I believe it was too windy. It’s been windy all day.
How does the saying go? “A bird in the hand…”
“…is worth two in a fight?”
Tycho Kitty is lying on the floor, contemplating Jake.
German candle powered fan
Spunk Art in blue
Spunk Art unplugged? Or, perhaps, Spunk plugging his art?
Almost to the Harvest Supermoon
Sunset
Jake’s interest in the sunset tonight
Another cloudless dawn
The Duck Pond was renovated at UNM, and now there are no ducks, turtles, or fish.
Tearing down the old Humanities Building to build a new Humanities Building.
They de-paved A Parking lot to put an Art School on that spot.
My, that’s a big cracker you have there, Belafonte.
Food delivery robots
A place to read like royalty.
The hippo in the sky
Off Center & Not Even 