New Year’s Timku
Happy twenty-three
Hope you keep your flame burning
Prosper and be free
New Year’s Spunku
Will things go to pot?
Black-eyed peas will help us through
See in twenty-three
The last moon of 2022
Cranes flying on the Crow highway
Landing gears down
Large bird in the clouds
Moon, clouds, contrails, and Tangle Heart Tree
In-coming
Roadrunner in the clouds
Fuzzy moon over Shey’s tree
Crossing beaks for a great 2023
Coyote posing for me in the early morning cold
Timku
Coyote stands proud
A Corrales Christmas Card
Merry Christmas, All!
Cats left to right: Sasha, Gwendolyn, Glenda, Marble, Silver, Spunk, and Loki.
Collabku
Cow cats Christmas Eve
Pigging down expensive treats
Happy for awhile
Spunk
Spunku
Christmas wrappers lie
Kitties rest, play, tell the truth
Cats love Christmastime
Marble and Spunk
I’m taking a break from my break to do a Christmas post. Merry Coyote Christmas! Happy Catmas! Merry Christmas!
Christmasku
Christmas contrail hangs
Reindeer emissions spreading
Supercharging sleigh
A Spunku:
Killed my tail and ears
Left them on a pile of wires
A night’s work is done
Spunk enjoying his favorite funky tunes on the Fender speaker
Sun shines through window
Spunk’s between flower and the sun
He’s looking guilty
Dawn
Spunk
Gwendolyn: “I didn’t say ‘Cheese!’ I said ‘Where’s the cheese?’ Stupid, deaf Paparazzo.
A Spunku
Spunk: “You’re going to be ‘Il paparazzo morto!’ if you do get that camera out of my face!”
Spunku
Renaissance? I go
Medieval on your hiney
Lay terms? “Kick Your Butt”
Well before dawn, protodawn, predawn
Dawn
The Moom on September 13, 14, 16, 17, 18, 19, 20, and 21.
*I have no idea if either of the dancers is named Dakota, but their dancing and the Faire reminded me of the line “Dance, dance, Dokato dance…” in Dakota the Dancing Bear, Part II by David Allen Coe. It’s a great song, well worth a listen.
Dawn
The crescent moon shining through the clouds at dawn.
There are only 69 days left until Halloween, and Lowe’s has you covered! I walked into Lowe’s to buy some supplies for a project and was greeted by ghoulish displays.
The big guy is ten or twelve feet tall. He lights up, flashes, wiggles, and growls when you step on the button.
Spunk doesn’t give a paw about Halloween.
Loki and Glenda think they define Halloween. Silver and Spunk could care less.
Down by the river where we like to go
Walked a coyote wouldn’t you know
He stopped and he squatted and gave it a squeeze
Not a care in the world he was quite pleased
Off Center & Not Even 