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?”
Ahead
Behind
Cat Drinking
Pre-Dawn
Post-Sunrise
Spunk Kitty and Gwendolyn Kitty
Spunk Kitty
Pre-Sunset
Sliver Moon @ Sunset
Post-Sunset (15 minutes after the Sliver Moon @ Sunset)
Mostly blue skies all day.
“Put down that camera and top off the jug, Paparazzo!”
The great jug standoff.
I thought this was a cute little Tit, but my Bird ID said it’s a Canyon Towhee.
“I see you don’t know your Tits from a Towhee! Stupid Paparazzo!”
“It’s like, Duh!”
Plum blossoms.
Honeybee on plum blossoms
One of many tree roots of all evil lying in wait to trip people running in the bosque was calling Brian’s name. “¿Dónde está Brian? ¡Ven y tropieza conmigo!”
Dawn. The clouds persisted and we got rain this afternoon.
Can you find the odd cat in the clowder?
Loki, “Hahahaha! I got the cheez, Silver!” Siver, “Pig cat!”
Lyrics and Music by Timothy Price. Vocals and CGI by Teagan Riordain Geneviene.
The lyrics for the song are adapted from a poem I wrote in 2017 when we had nine cats:
We enter the age of Aquarius
Clawing at the cuffs of Heaven
Fluorine feline in the household
A clowder of kitties
Infested
Novem gatti
Fruits of the Spirit
Nine worthies, three of each
But who can say which
Pagans, Christians, Jews?
All piled together
Napping nonagon de gnari
Like the symphonies of Beethoven
Each plays their way
Into our hearts
A naping nonagon de gnari. CGI by Teagan Riordain Geneviene.
The poem is all about Nine:
Nine is said to be lucky in Aquarius, and nine is believed to symbolize divine completeness. Fluorine is the atomic number nine, a clowder is a group of cats, and there are nine fruits of the Spirit. Jacques de Longuyon wrote “Voeux du Paon”, a popular 14th-century romance, where he introduced the “Nine Worthies”— three Pagans, three Christians, and three Jews: Hector, Alexander the Great, and Julius Caesar; King Arthur, Charlemagne, and Godfrey of Bouillon; Joshua, David, and Judas Maccabeus — who were historical, legendary and scriptural figures that characterized the ideals of chivalry in the Middle Ages. A nonagon is a nine-sided polygon, and Beethoven wrote nine symphonies.
Ach Nein! Nine Gnari en la Casa.
By Timothy Price
[Chorus x2)
Ach Nein! Nine Gnari en la casa
Mama Mia! C’est la vi
[Verse 1]
As we enter
The Age of Aquarius
Clawing at
The cuffs of Heaven
A flock of feline
In the household
Or are they called
A clowder of cats?
[Chorus x2)
Ach Nein! Nine Gnari en las casa
Mama Mia! C’est la vi
[Verse 2]
Nove gatti
Fruits of the Spirit
Nine worthies
Three of each
But who can say
which they might be
Pagans, Christians
Or the Jews?
[Bridge]
All piled together
One atop the other
A naping nonagon de gnari
Or you can say
But say it with conviction
Nine cats napping
In a pile
[Chorus x2)
Ach Nein! Nine Gnari en las casa
Mama Mia! C’est la vi
[Outro]
Like nine
Symphonies
Roll over
Beethoven
Each plays
Their way
Into
Our hearts
Looks like Latin!
Smells like Latin!
Feels like Latin!
But it’s all Greek to me!
The cheese line.
Click on the night skies to enlarge them.
Pre-dawn
Pre-dawn to a fiery dawn to the moon over a lampost at dawn.
This is Bowie, Susan’s white cat with two different colored eyes. Bowie was in play mode, so I couldn’t get a close enough shot to clearly show the different colors in his eyes.
Dawn
“Loki, it’s lookin’ into your quiet eyes – silent tears
Silent as the night you deserted me…”
“Have you been listening to Golden Earring again, Silver?” “Yeah! What about it, Loki?”
“You’re a creep! You’re a weirdo! What the hell are you doing here singing Golden Earring songs to me?”
Hmmm! What’s this dingle dongle dangling down before me?
GRRrrrrr!
And yet another cheese standoff.
Snowy Egret
Chewed on by a porcupine.
Canadian Geese @ dusk
No clouds or contrails anywhere to be seen. What is one to do? What is one to do?
Jupiter and the crescent moon were in the Tangle Heart Tree.
Cranes
Coyote, Wile E., that is, was hanging out with us again.
Looks like il Paparazzo put out some cheez! Yeah! What are you going to do about it?
You gonna eat that pizza, Paparazzo?
Off Center & Not Even 