Dawning on December
The last month of the year commences, and the temperatures have dropped. It was 13ºF (-10.6ºC) this morning. Jake went out and frosted is peeshooter.
Get a Christmas Wish
Daisy Red Rider Carbine
You’ll shoot your eye out
Sliver, Glenda, Spunk
Spunk Art
Cranes flying the Rio Grande to roost at sunset
Sunrise
Cats
Bird
Sunset
Sunrise
Oh Lord Mishipeshu, I beseech you to listen to our prayers. We give thanks for this day of Cheezgivig. We even thank you for il Paparazzo. We know he is a bit slow, but we can forgive him for his manifold sins he has so grievously committed against us in thought, word, and deed. Hear our prayers, beloved Mishipeshu! Acat.
Jake Jail
More interactive Spunk Art
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
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!”
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
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.
Pre-dawn
The weather forecast is for cold weather to set in on Halloween. All the yellows and oranges will turn brown if we get a hard frost.
Off Center & Not Even 