Dogoplatos

We haven’t had a dishwasher in years. Now we have a Dogo-Matic Dishwasher.

One flew over the Sandhill Cranes

Belafonte having a bit of Cranberry Walnut Bread with a decaf coffee chaser.

Spunk and catnip with DarkCat in the corner.

The landing

Silver

Ducks fly over Venus as the Tangle Heart Tree looks on

Marble

Geese and cranes looking north.

A trinity of cats

Volcano under yellow @ dusk

Camo Dog

Dawn

Can you spot the Camo Dog?

Sandias after sunset

See no Burdie!

Hear no Burdie

Say “No!” to Burdie and eat cheez!

No cranes tonight

Shey’s tree @ dusk

Gwendolyn and Glenda

Tangle Heart Tree @ Dusk

Afterglow @ dusk

Pink Morning, Blue Day

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

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

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

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

New Dawn

Dawn

What’s that old adage, “Red sky at morning shepherds take warning”?

We had light snow most of the day. Jake and I went for a long walk in the snow this afternoon. Jake loves the cold and wet.

We visited the cranes

The Tangle Heart Tree and fellow cottonwoods

“Are you going to eat that cheez, Glenda?” “Not with you staring at it like a crazed cheezhead, Sasha!”

You can sort of see the snow falling.

Shey’s Tree

Where’d the Sandias go?

Light snow in the headlights. Click to enlarge.

Da dynamic duo doing Duo — lingo, that is.

Late breaking news. The neighbor’s tree is on fire once again. The snow is bowing the tree’s branches into the powerline. Fortunately, it’s the highline, so there is less chance of it causing a power outage.

Looks a little like Christmas.

Only one fire crew is left watching the fire. The other firemen had to respond to more fires. Wet conditions should keep the fire from spreading further into the tree. The firemen will not attempt to extinguish the fire because they could be electrocuted.