Sunset via drive-by.
Cookies
Laurie made batches of delicious chocolate chip cookies. For a while it looked like they were going to go on forever. If you have not used SILPAT cooking mats, they are wonderful — nothing sticks to them.
One Cat, Two Cat, Black Cat, Blue Cat, Yellow…
To improve his modeling techniques, Guildenstern has taken to reading Vogue and copying the models’ expressions. The blue kitty and Leo were in playful moods the other day.
Flower Jewels
Tulips and crocus.
Trees in the Mist
When we left early in the morning there was a mist that gave the trees a ghostly look. As we headed out to Paradise Hills, the mist turned into a thick fog, which is quite rare for the Albuquerque area. When we got to Paradise Hills, a couple hundred feet above the Rio Grande Valley, the sun was making its first appearance above the fog blanketed the valley below.
Killer Cookies
Giving new meaning to the phrase “one tough cookie” or a gang of tough cookies, in this case, this plate exploded as the cookies were being thawed out in the microwave. Curiously, the plate pieces were too hot to touch, while the cookies themselves were still cold.
Fashion Friday Leather & Leopard
Laurie in her biker style — Harley Davidson leather jacket, boots and leopard print sweater.
You Are Not Alone
Guildenstern was pointing out the obvious while Laurie was painting the catio. Rosencrantz wasn’t so sure about the obvious.
Call Me Mellow Yellow
Our first blooms!
Morning, Noon & Almost Night
Are you finding yourself well rested, and full of energy after waking up to a clock showing the time an hour later than normal? I’m not. The photos in the series today were taken at 9:31 am, a little before noon (11:48 am) and at 7:09 pm.
When I noticed the contrails casting shadows on the clouds above them, I had to do a drive-by photo. The effect was so weird because I was heading east, the sun is still pretty far south, yet the shadows were cast on both sides of the contrails as if there were two light sources: the sun from the south and another light source from the northwest. Furthermore, for the contrails to cast shadows at all, it’s as if the sun were below the clouds. This is when things STOP making sense, you reach a DEAD END, the sun goes down, and you’re still confused.
