Foggy Bottom

Pre-dawn with Venus on the right.

Pre-dawn with Venus barely visible above the Sandias.

Dawn breaking, showing the fog rising off the river.

Daddy Owl hooting at the orange dawn.

Foggy Bottom

Left to right: Glenda, Loki, Gwendolyn. Silver in the back.

Sunset

Box Hugger

The river was up about two feet at dawn

Glenda

Spunk hugging boxes I broke down trying to keep me from taking them out.

The box hugger was holding his cardboard

Loki

A shot of Sandhill Cranes on a fly-by

Pssst! Hey you! Yeah, you, Paparazzo! Have any wire cutters you could spare?

Sunset

Coming Down

Almost sunrise

A mini mass ascention. The Balloon Fiesta begins on Saturday.

🎶Humanities is coming down. 🎶Coming down. 🎶Coming down.

🎶Humanities is coming down!

🎶My U Bunny!

Sasha and Marble

Silver Mary Elephant: ” Caaaats! CaaAats! CAaAaAts!

Old & Gray

People have been asking me to return to my “Bloody Awful” roots of me vocalizing my songs. I believe Old & Gray, in my own Redneck Metal style, is pretty much on bloody awful par with my pre-AI vocals music (lyrics at the end of the post).

Belafonte

Belafonte trying to open the Thermos for a second cup of coffee

Loki’s back…

…and helped me with the laundry

Silver @sunrise

Jake loves to help clean up on gelato Sunday

A penny for you thoughts, Gwendolyn

“A penny? At least a fiver, and a squeezy treat or two, if you want to know what I think!”

Marble

Spunk tucked in and grooming

All worn out from grooming

“This is the life!”

Loki

Old and Gray
By Timothy Price

[Verse 1]
I have a parrot on my hand
And a cat on my lap
I’m not sure life
Can get much better than that

[Chorus]
I may be old, I may be gray
I may have seen my better days
But I can still enjoy the simple ways
Of life with birds, life with cats
And a big ‘ol yellow dog named Jake

[Verse2]
When simple pleasures come my way
I savor them from day to day
As life slows down
Time moves much faster
I teeder on the edge of disaster

[Bridge]
It’s been said that as you age
You become like a fine wine
But truth be told, and I can say
You become a first class whiner

[Chorus]
I may be old, I may be gray
I may have seen my better days
But I can still enjoy the simple ways
Of life with birds, life with cats
And a big ‘ol yellow dog named Jake

[Bridge]
It’s been said that as you age
You become like a fine wine
But truth be told, and I can say
You become a first class whiner

[Outro]
Old and gray, stuck in my ways
But with the birds, and cats
And ‘ol yeller Jake in the mix
This old dog can learn a few new tricks

Cheez Pleez!

Storm clouds at dawn

We got a downpour for about 30 minutes at 3:00 p.m. this afternoon. Several staff members stood outside under the portal at the office to watch the rain. Thunder was on a constant roll. Lightning struck close by while the rain poured and rivers ran through the parking lot. One staff member noted, “I’ll get home tonight and the weather will report 7/100 inch of rain.” I told her it would be at least a 1/10 of an inch. When I got home, our rain gauge read 0.11 inches of rain.

As I was leaving the office after the rain let up, several rescue vehicles raced down Alameda Blvd with their lights on and sirens blaring. They pulled up to the flood control channel, which you can see here: https://wp.me/p1yQyy-bGb. Water was roaring down the channel when I drove over it on my way home. I heard the news helicopter flying around above us, so I looked up the news channel and someone had been washed away by the current in town, and a body was pulled from the water where the flood control channel flows into the river. I looked up the rainfall for Albuquerque today. The report showed 0.39 inches of rain for the zip code where the person was swept away by the runoff in the channel. What might seem like little rain produces a lot of deadly runoff in our high desert.

Silver, Loki and Glenda waiting for me to give them cheese.

Jake got nailed again.