


Rock Pipit


Great Tit



Common Sparrow




Common Buzzard



















The snowpack on the Rocky Mountains is sparse.

If it weren’t for the clouds, I might have seen Dundee, Scotland. The map on the plane said Dundee was below us at that point.

The mainland. I believe we were starting to fly over the Netherlands.


Restaurant at the castle in Landstuhl










The neighbor’s chickens


Atlas
A tat of a cat named Atlas


Clouds relfecting in the twilight


Geese @ twilight

Dawn

I’m flying to Germany tomorrow. Spunk helped me pack.


Spunk posing for Laurie
“What do you mean I can’t go?”


Sunset

Beaver

A beaver swam in the shallows, while cranes were taking a break on their way north.

Beaver stopped in front of us to get a snack. He paid no attention to us.


Dusk

Worm Moon at Dawn

Cranes flying up north from down south are passing through.


“What’s this uppity women from the Middle Ages stuff? What about uppity middle-aged cats from the here and now? I’m going to go medieval on that paper!”



Sunset

Beaver in the pink


Cranes that flew from down south, on the way north, roosting at 4th of July Point for the night.

Clouds tried to hold onto the Bloody Worm Moon

But it slipped through the clouds




Dawn

Cloud skullduggery

The river is down. The cranes are out!

Silver

Sunset

What’s the mystery shot of?

Where cranes once foraged
A lone duck stood reflecting in the shallows
Silence pushed against the current
Winter yawned while preparing her bed
Spring stirred under leafy covers
Dreaming colors that wait her awakening


NIght sky


Cloud-like layers hang in the air
Silence, once jet noise, rings of freedom
To get from here to there in hours’ time
The send from there to here for just a few dimes
Guaranteed delivery by next-day air
Supply chain in the physical cloud
Knights in white satin?
Exhausted to deliver
Us along with the goods
A lifeline for our way of life



Gwendoly working on a load of dirt and leaves


Dusk



Marble hogging the cheese

Cranes reflecting before they fly north

The moon dancing around in line with Pullox and Castor. A jetline on the left, Jupiter on the right.

A few stars

What’s El Vato checking out?

Did you guess?

Loki iridescenting it the sunshine

Spunk tried to be iridescent. Fail!

While we were out in the garden, Spunk brought his tail out and blessed the deck.

Loki

Fuzzy moon

Sunset




A two-headed Gooseness monster in a sea of red.


Red hue at dusk
