Resa’s Wolf Tree and Venus at dawn.
When Jake and I went out for a walk at dawn, the first critters we encountered when we walked out onto the ditch bank were a couple of coyotes.
Harvest Supermoon on its way to setting.
Sandias and geese in the mist again.
Balloons on the rise
Clouds splashing over the sandias eventually brought rain. We have 2/10 of an inch so far.
We got a rainbow at sunset
Sandias were still socked in
The clouds split for a moment at sunset
Geese in the mist
Sunset
Dawn
Squadron
A Radio Shack TRS-80 Micro Computer System. Released in 1977, it’s a true tech antique. It’s amazing it still works. I had fun doing a bit of Basic programming. TRS = Tandy Radio Shack, and 80 = Z80, referring to the Zilog Z80 8-bit microprocessor the computer is built with.
Sunrise
Sandias @ 8:57 am
Gwendolyn’s favorite pose of late
“I didn’t do it, Spunk! No! Really! I swear! I did not sneak and eat your food!”
“Yeah! Right, Jako Dawg! You can fool that pesky, pathetic paparazzo with your puppy dog eyes, but you can’t fool me!”
“You believe me, don’t you, paparazzo?”
Sunrise
Loki
Spunk Art
Loki: “Hooray! It’s laundry day!”
Anticipation
Gwendolyn
Ball of Confusion
Sasha tucked in with a towel, trying to stay warm.
Gwendolyn and Glenda
More rain
Sunset looking west
Sunset looking east
Rainclouds
Gwendolyn
Sunset
Resa’s Wolf Tree and Venus at dawn
Dawn clouds with Jupiter
Stop 4 Dawn
Silver
Jake
Sunset
Night sky in the wee hours of the morning
Silver
Sunset
Pre-dawn
Resa’s Wolf Tree in the afternoon rain
Gwendolyn
Sunset
Dawn
Wet dog at dawn
Jake and I went out at daybreak to open the irrigation gate. While I was cleaning out the ditches as the water flowed in, Jake got all wet romping around in the cool early morning wetness. There was enough rain up north over the past week to raise the water level in the river enough to irrigate.
Sunflower: “Jake! You are such a silly dog!’
Ducks in the mist
After I got all the leaves out of the ditches, Jake and I went on a walk to the river and saw ducks in the mist.
More ducks in the mist
Mist sans ducks
Rio Grande and Sandias at dawn
Glenda
Jake was worn out after romping around, getting all wet, and watering all the tumbleweeds on the way to and from the river.
Veteran’s Honor
Marble snuggled in with Laurie while Laurie was sitting on the couch, reading.
Sunset
Off Center & Not Even 