




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



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.







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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