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.

Squint Like Clint

Dawn

Sunrise

Squinting like Clint

Praying Mantis bouldering on a Mazda wheel

Aye Aayyeee Aye Yayeee
Woe be to me
There’s a dawg in the grass
Woe be to me
That dawg comes in the house
Woe Woe be to me
Ooo Aye yaye yaye Aayyeee Aye Yayeee!

Jake

DAAAAAaaaaaawwwg!!!! NOOOOooooooo! AAAAAAaaaaaaAAAAAAAaaaaaaaaa!!!!!

That’s what my therapist told me to do. However, the dawg is still here!

A Simple Prayer

Dawn

Sunrise

I pray this bottle
capped up so tight
will loosen up
So I can jug tonight
If you can hear me
Though cats are held low
can you slap some sense
into that Paparazzo?

“Well? Did you feel anything?”

Water, but not enough to irrigate

“Stupid water!”

Cloudy night

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