Category: Corrales

Pink Morning, Blue Day

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Pre-dawn

Marble: “Why hasn’t that pathetic, lame-brained paparazzo put out any cheez for us?”

Silver: “¡Callate, Marble! Show some respect to the poor old paparazzo. He’s a little slow these days.”

Silver: “Hear me, oh Lord. I thank you for kicking our old paparazzo in the pants, reminding him to give us cheez.”

Loki: “You are such a drama queen, Silver! The old, half-wit paparazzo does not look impressed!”

Five @ Five

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Marina’s Incognito Tree is back to being hard to see.

Gigi’s Tree with Laurie, moon and contrail

Glenda is on the right half under Sasha on the left. Then Gwendolyn, Spunk and Silver. Spunk’s tail is on my toes. Loki is on Laurie. Marble might have been under the covers with Laurie, but I can’t say for sure.

24ºF outside + 54ºF inside + 5:00 in the morning = 5 Cats on me and a tail on my toes. Hmmm! Tail on Toes would make a great name for a post-rock band. Tones on Tail was a great post-punk band.

Belafante enjoying himself in the mirror.

He’s gives himself kisses

Gwendolyn hanging over the edge of the counter, trying to maximize heat gain.

Sunset on the Sandias under clear skies

A few clouds down south

Blue Morning, Blue Frost

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Marina’s Incognito Pear Tree at Sunrise surrounded by Rebeecca’s Black Bamboo.

Blue ice in abstractia

Have you ever had an urge to stick your tongue on a frosted pipe?

Spunk Marble and Jake. The first time Spunk and Marbled dared to stay in the same room with Jake for more and a few passing seconds.

Cranes in the field at sunset

The cranes flew over to the Rio Grande to roost.

NCC 1701 disguised as a cloud hovering over the Sandias at Sunset.

Fifteen

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Looking east at Susan’s and Teagan’s Trees behind the snow-covered black bamboo.

We got four inches of wet, heavy snow last night that broke a lot of trees, causing power outages. We were without electricity for over 15 hours, and we still don’t have internet service. I’m using my phone as a hotspot for this post.

The snow laid Rebecca’s Black Bamboo down so we could see the trees behind the bamboo. I was out early, cutting up trees that had fallen across the road so people could get out and in.

Black bamboo laid flat by heavy snow

Panorama of the snow on the black bamboo. The black bamboo canes are up to 20 feet tall.

Resa’s Tree from looking over the flattened bamboo.

Snow and cloud-covered Sandias

Spunk Art

Wañusqakunamanta

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WARNING! You may find the above video’s music and content disturbing.

Wañusqakunamanta*
By Timothy Price

Sacrificed
To the gods
Drown in the madness of his name

Smell of the dead
And their sins
Of the dead and their sins
Of the dead and their sins

Take me, take me on a boat to see Arkos
I can’t feel the sea on Arkos

Embrace the truth
And shake us free
Make us free to rise in the end

Meet a person
Of great heart
In custody to persevere

But the devil’s in the way
Yes, the devil’s in the way
Why’s the devil’s in the way

He digs down to the core
To the flesh
And
To the bones

V for Venus

Cranes couldn’t care less

Osric Owl doesn’t give a hoot

Sandias @ the Beach

*Wañusqakunamanta is “Of the Dead” in Quechua. I have been working on the song for a long time. Originally named Weird DST, I wrote the song intending to use it for my 2024 Daylight Savings Time protest song. The idea behind the asynchronization between the metered drums and bass and the unmetered guitar was to simultaneously feel in and out of time. I tried to make the lyrics as strange as the music. I didn’t post it on DST this year because I didn’t finish it in time for the time change. Given the state of the election, I took another look at the song and decided I might as well use it to make a statement about the 2024 election.