Temptations held tight
Bound with the adversary
Cats love Temptations
Loki: “I fell into a big bowl of Temptations!” I looked down down down…”
Spunk: “I glove Temptations!”
Sweet Temptations are made for these.
Once tempted
Controlling Temptations
Category: Spunk
Dig It Lightning
Dawn
Half moon at dawn
Loki
Spunk gloves, gloving gloves
Sunset
Asleep At The Wheel
Sunrise through Resa’s Tree
Sunrise on the Lonsome Sunflower
Spunk asleep at the wheel.
Good Old Beaker. According to the bird age calculator, Beaker is 155 years old in human years.
I stood up for a second, and Marble appeared in my chair.
Cheese line waiting for Loki to finish. Loki thought it was lip-licking good.
Spunk gloving
Sunset
Cheetah in the clouds
The Persistence Of Glove
Dawn
First sunflower
Under morning sun
Digging, chopping, pulling roots
Intruders succumb
Gwendolyn
Spunk
Cooper’s Hawk
Late afternoon
Wired
Sunrise
Spunk wired
Rio Grande making like a Low Rider and running low and slow.
Sunset
Half moon in the Tangle Heart Tree
Social Disease
Social Disease is on Elton John’s Yellow Brick Road album, released in 1973. While I never drank, smoked, or did illegal drugs when I was a teenager (and still don’t), I loved Social Disease because I could relate to it as my peers thought I was a weirdo. Many teachers and principals told my mom I would grow up to be a no-good-for-nothing social disease. I never rebelled against my parents. I didn’t need to. They left me alone to take care of the animals and the house and irrigate the property through my teen years. But I rebelled against authority and public school. I hated both with a passion.
Loki: “Reach out and touch someone with a social disease!”
Breast Cancer Rose
Marble: “Where’s the cheez?” Loki: “Concetrate hard!” Silver; “¡Milagro!”
Line of cats
Thunderstorm
Spunk View
Gwendolyn was not too sure about the above view.
Iceberg
“Talk to the tail, Gwendolyn!”
Sunset
Linda’s Lucky Day
The sky cleared up quickly yesterday afternoon, so I got to see the sliver moon after all.
While riding my bike this afternoon, I stopped and moved a Hognose snake off the road. I didn’t bother to photograph it. If I had, I would have been obliged to post photos of it, but since I had a very unpaparazzo moment and moved the snake without making it pose for photos, Linda and Herman lucked out.
One of our orchids bloomed. It is not common for us to have orchids rebloom.
Spunk napping in the shade of a trumpet vine
Gwendolyn: “I know you like Heavy Metal, Paparazzo! I like Heavy Cardboard. Death to all but Cardboard!”
Gwendolyn shadow jugging
Guess The Food
White lilies
Can you guess what’s in the iron skillet?
Box hugger Sasha keeping me from taking out the boxes I broke down.
Can you guess what’s on the plates?
Sasha: “If you wanted to see more clearly, you could have used the binoculars!”
Spider lily
Spunk: “Who are you calling a ‘Tart?’ Paparazzo Moroncy. Keep your cherries to yourself!”
I Can See Clearly Now…
Well? I thought I could!
We left the house at 6:00 am this morning. A surgeon removed both cataracts from my eyes. We got back home at 10:00 am.
Paparazzo: “Ah! That’s Better! Silver is crystal clear now.” Silver: “No, it isn’t! You’re making me look mean! Are you still blind, or what? Stupid Paparrazo!”
I had to make like ZZ Top and get a pair of cheap sunglasses. Laurie thinks Silver and I look alike.
I shared my coffee with Cthulhu while I was recovering.
I felt something weird, and there they were. The nurse forgot to take off the monitor pads.
Spunk looked handsome as he kept an eye on me while I recovered.
Off Center & Not Even 