Category: Trees

Dawning Of A Sliver Moon

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Sliver moon left. Procyon middle right. Alhena upper right. Sirius far right.

This rose is a great representation of aging.

A Timku
How are you doing?
Toxic liver, bad kidneys
Mr. Happy’s sad

Sirius is the bright star in the center third of the photo below Orian’s Belt.

A closer view. I don’t know what was making the streak to the left of Orian’s Belt. It changed position slightly from the first shot.

Jupiter is in the lower right at the treeline.

Mars, The Pleiades, and Uranus are aligned.

Harvest Moon

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The Harvest Moon rose yellow. I was still in August and David caught my error. Thanks, David. The full moon is on Saturday, September 10th, but the moon does not pass the meridian tonight. Therefore, is close enough for Rock and Roll to be considered full of itself.

Dawn

The Corn Moon rising at sunset.

The Harvest Moon at dusk.

A gas balloon was hanging in the southern sky. The Albuquerque International Balloon Fiesta starts on October 1st. There are 768 Balloons registered to fly this year.

The Harvest Moon rising under a happy kitty in the clouds.

Sunset

Studies In Lights & Skies

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Spunk: “What’s this crap you are forcing on your viewers now? At least it’s more colorful than coyote crap!”

Loki: “This is how you make ‘Art’ Paparazzo. All you need is a sharp set of claws! Your Bazooka is lame when it comes to shredding!”

Sasha: “You’re making my eyes weird with those ‘Enlightened Stool Samples’ or whatever you called them.”

Only 69 Days Left

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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.

Crap

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WTF? I can’t believe that you got photos of a coyote taking a crap! Whoa! Poopy Paparazzo!

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

Bunny Log

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Hare date 8-15 in the blessed year of our mother goddess Freyja two-thousand twenty-two. The human who walks around shooting everyone with a Bazooka was trying to irrigate. After the water that came flooding in, and forced me out of my culvert, stopped, the bazooka-wielding Paparazzo walked out to the Acequia Madre and discovered the water had stopped running in the mother ditch. Word had it that the giant diesel pumps up north that fill the Acequia Madre from the Rio Grande went south, so now il Paparazzo has to finish irrigating in the wee hours of the morning under the crescent smile of Máni.

¡Adios muchachos y muchachas!