
The northern sky at 5:30 in the morning, 26ºF (-3.33ºF) outside. Polaris is on the left and the Big Dipper is on the right.














The sky was like this photo taken at dawn: cloudy and cold. We had light rain most of the day and the balloons did not fly.


It was as cold as hell inside on October 1st. It was colder than hell inside today, a week later.

Sasha thought we should have been running the heat on the deck today.




Wile E. Coyote: “I say, I say, there now. You’re bothering me, boy!”






The clouds were breaking up at sunset, but more storm clouds were moving in.


Spunku
Renaissance? I go
Medieval on your hiney
Lay terms? “Kick Your Butt”



Well before dawn, protodawn, predawn



Dawn









The Moom on September 13, 14, 16, 17, 18, 19, 20, and 21.
*I have no idea if either of the dancers is named Dakota, but their dancing and the Faire reminded me of the line “Dance, dance, Dokato dance…” in Dakota the Dancing Bear, Part II by David Allen Coe. It’s a great song, well worth a listen.








Dawn

The crescent moon shining through the clouds at dawn.

There are only 69 days left until Halloween, and Lowe’s has you covered! I walked into Lowe’s to buy some supplies for a project and was greeted by ghoulish displays.
The big guy is ten or twelve feet tall. He lights up, flashes, wiggles, and growls when you step on the button.




Spunk doesn’t give a paw about Halloween.



Loki and Glenda think they define Halloween. Silver and Spunk could care less.