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.
Dawn
What’s that old adage, “Red sky at morning shepherds take warning”?
We had light snow most of the day. Jake and I went for a long walk in the snow this afternoon. Jake loves the cold and wet.
We visited the cranes
The Tangle Heart Tree and fellow cottonwoods
“Are you going to eat that cheez, Glenda?” “Not with you staring at it like a crazed cheezhead, Sasha!”
You can sort of see the snow falling.
Shey’s Tree
Where’d the Sandias go?
Light snow in the headlights. Click to enlarge.
Da dynamic duo doing Duo — lingo, that is.
Late breaking news. The neighbor’s tree is on fire once again. The snow is bowing the tree’s branches into the powerline. Fortunately, it’s the highline, so there is less chance of it causing a power outage.
Looks a little like Christmas.
Only one fire crew is left watching the fire. The other firemen had to respond to more fires. Wet conditions should keep the fire from spreading further into the tree. The firemen will not attempt to extinguish the fire because they could be electrocuted.
WARNING! You may find the above video’s music and content disturbing.
Wañusqakunamanta*
By Timothy Price
Sacrificed
To the gods
Drown in the madness of his name
Smell of the dead
And their sins
Of the dead and their sins
Of the dead and their sins
Take me, take me on a boat to see Arkos
I can’t feel the sea on Arkos
Embrace the truth
And shake us free
Make us free to rise in the end
Meet a person
Of great heart
In custody to persevere
But the devil’s in the way
Yes, the devil’s in the way
Why’s the devil’s in the way
He digs down to the core
To the flesh
And
To the bones
V for Venus
Cranes couldn’t care less
Osric Owl doesn’t give a hoot
Sandias @ the Beach
*Wañusqakunamanta is “Of the Dead” in Quechua. I have been working on the song for a long time. Originally named Weird DST, I wrote the song intending to use it for my 2024 Daylight Savings Time protest song. The idea behind the asynchronization between the metered drums and bass and the unmetered guitar was to simultaneously feel in and out of time. I tried to make the lyrics as strange as the music. I didn’t post it on DST this year because I didn’t finish it in time for the time change. Given the state of the election, I took another look at the song and decided I might as well use it to make a statement about the 2024 election.
Pre-dawn
Workers have cleared the underbrush and cut down dead trees in the bosque along the levee. I feared for the Tangle Heart Tree, but alas, there is a live limb on the Tangle Heart Tree, so it is safe for the time being. The area where they have cleared around the trees looks great.
Cranes streaming in pink
Orian, Jupiter, The Pleiades, and more
La ti da! Da ti la!
Henry! Henrieta!
Kiss me, you fool!
Now that the cranes are showing up, I’ll have to take the Bazooka out to capture them.
MGM
The wee hours of the morning.
A pretty pine cone
Jake put in 40 hours at the office this week. All the staff loved Jake; he got so much attention he was worn out by early afternoon today.
Jake’s version of TGIF!
Veteran’s Honor is a huge bloom.
Venus riding the clouds.
Sandias at dusk with Canadian Geese wading in the Rio Grande as they prepare to roost for the night.
Click on a photo to enlarge
Shey’s Tree under pink
Belafante and Jake are staying with us this week while Tristan and her clan are out of town. Belafante is already feeling at home. The cats are not happy that we will have a dog in the house for a week.
Belafante doing a birdie version of monkey squats
Spunk
Belafante grooming the long-haired, redneck, Paparazzo’s beard.
Silence From The Frogs (Featuring Teagan Riordain Geneviene on Vocals)
Teagan was gracious enough to lend her beautiful voice to another of my original songs, Silence From The Frogs. I first published Silence Of The Frogs as a poem in 2017 while blogging on T & L Photos. I made the poem into a song in the summer of 2022. I first published the song with my vocals in February 2023. Teagan’s voice is a vast improvement over mine.
The tree trimmers cut the branch that fell on the powerline off the powerline but left it in the bamboo, still pulling down on the phone line. I have to duck under the phone line when I go out and in the gate. The tree trimmers worked late into the night, trimming the trees back from the powerlines and cutting the fallen branch off of it.
Pre-dawn
Dawn
Loki
Sunset
Sturgeon Moon on the set
Spunk, Sasha, Silver
Soft Sturgeon Moon
Søren, Loki, Beaker
Dahlias
Gwendolyn, Marble, Glenda
Afternoon thunderheads over Resa’s Tree
Off Center & Not Even 