
Twilight

Snow Moon at twilight

Ice illuminated by the Snow Moon

Dawn








Glenda

Sunset


Dusk


Silver: “Hey, Paparazzo! What does it take for a kitty to get some shut-eye around here?”

Neither hither nor thither
Over hill nor dale had he come
To be found lying face down
In a state of perpetual dither
Scooped up into the nether
He was lost
But on the fourth day
He fell back to earth
Dropped by the ether
Under the influence
Of a blue moon
So bright
What’s one to do?
Other than continue the saga
Of Scoopy on a frozen beach
Waiting a spring thaw


Glenda

Glenda, again






The moon and Jupiter were close last night.


It drained all the energy from Spunk’s tail to stand by the cat door the night before last. He had to charge his tail again last night.

The moon shining through the window at 4:00 in the morning

We got a pair of pink tarantulas to send to Tristan for Valentine’s Day.
The big tarantula is really big and cuddly
Spunk was helping with boxing the tarantulas and weighing the package so I could create a shipping label.


You’re knocking it over, and you’re going to squish Belafante!

“I squished Belefonte? Now, way, Ese! You’re pulling my tail!”

“You couldn’t have done it without my help!”



“Come on, Paparazzo and Silver! Let me have a break after packing those tarantulas!”


Crane tracks. Cluck! Cluck!






Daddy Owl in the tree just south of our deck.


Under the scrub brush
Bashful bosque bunny hides
Peek! Boo! I see you!



While I was looking for some old photos for Tristan, I came across three of the weird sign photos I took when I was studying Geography and Photography at the university.



Me driving a tractor before I learned to walk
When I tell people I learned to drive before I learned to walk, they think I’m bat guano crazy and full of kitty kaka.

Cranes in the mist at dawn



Dawn from Beaver Point, 4th of July Point, and South Beach

Sunrise from the edge of the Barrens
Map of the morning walk to show the points of dawn and sunrise photos of the Rio Grande and Sandias. The evening walk was the same, but we only went down to South Beach and back.


Volcano and golden cottowoods at sunrise
Glenda

Spunk

Afternoon



Beaver Point, 4th of July Point, and South Beach at sunset

Cranes at South Beach at sunset

Volcano and golden cottonwoods at dusk

Beaver Moon rising



Beaver Moon rising as seen from Beaver Point

The Super Beaver Moon is 100% full tonight and does not pass the meridian.