Line Dancing With The Stars

The moon dancing around in line with Pullox and Castor. A jetline on the left, Jupiter on the right.

A few stars

What’s El Vato checking out?

Did you guess?

Loki iridescenting it the sunshine

Spunk tried to be iridescent. Fail!

While we were out in the garden, Spunk brought his tail out and blessed the deck.

Loki

Fuzzy moon

Sunset

A two-headed Gooseness monster in a sea of red.

Red hue at dusk

Love & VD

Sunrise on VD

Besides making a great name for a rock band, Love & VD seemed an appropriate title for VD. The popularity of both in 2026 may be in question as fewer people have been hooking up and shacking up in recent years. For old, married folk, there is plenty of romance to be found in a heart-shaped pizza!

Jake and I walked through a tangled tunnel of love with pink markers this morning, and ran into…

The cranes were not in a loving mood

Jake found himself with a river to the left of him, bosque on the right. There he was, stuck in the middle with tree.

Does anyone remember “Tunnel Of Love” by Dire Straights?

“BIG YAWN! That’s what I think about Love & VD. There’s no way I can love a dawg, especially not a Virtual Dawg!”

We ran into a sweet Bernese Mountain Dog on our evening walk.

The Sandias were a nice VD red at sunset

Nobody Expects…

Twilight

Sunrise

Paparazzo: “I hear a tail tell tale that you’ve been sneaking Squeezy Treats!”
Gwendolyn: “I didn’t expect the Paparazzo Inquisition!”
Paparazzo: “Nobody expects the Paparazzo Inquisition!”
Gwendolyn: “Well, that’s a tall tale told by a terribly troubled tattletale if you ask me.”
Paparazzo: “I’m going to have to have you tailboarded to get the truth of the matter.”
Gwendolyn: “You aren’t scaring me with your pathetic, Paparazzo Grand Inquisitor nonsense.”
Paparazzo: “You asked for it…”

Paparazzo: “Hmmm! It looks like the Adversary is on break. Lucky you, Gwendolyn!”

Gwendolyn: Whew! Looks like I dodged the Spunky art tailboarding torture. Stupid, pathetic prehistoric Paparazzo, out-of-touch Neanderthal trying to pull his out-dated Paparazzo Inquisition over my eyes. He’s obviously watched way too much Monty Python in his impressionable youth.

Crane at dusk