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Coyote in the evening


One of five coyotes yipping and carrying on on the opposite bank of the river at dusk.



Cranes in the afterglow at dusk

Dawn


Spunk feels the need to destroy as much as he can on Spunkstice — the shortest day of the year.

He also feels the need to sing…
🎶Deck the halls with Paprazzi
Meow meo meo meo meo, mow mow mow mow
Scratch his eyes, he won’t be jolly
Meow meo meo meo meo, mow mow mow mow
Bite his hand that holds the film rolls
Meow meo meo, meo meo meo, meow meow meow
Toll his screams of cattide carols
Meow meo meo meo meo, mow mow mow mow🎶




Marble

Gwendolyn and Loki

Glenda

Silver

Loki

Silver socked in on Spunkstice

Loki and Silver

Sasha

You can’t hide your kryptonite eyes
Your cute whisters are a thin disguise
I thought by now you’d realize
Theres no way to hide those kryptonite eyes

Silver

Sunset

Cranes at dusk

Well! Five point seven/eights miles to be more precise. While it’s only a mile and a half between mile marks as the river flows, and the treks to the river and back, plus all the winding around on different paths in the bosque added up. This was the longest walk Jake has made with me since he moved in.

One
Beaver point is at the 194.5 mile mark

Surprisingly, I saw a dragonfly. The temperature was around 48º F (~9º C).

Two

Bushwacking on our way to Three

Three. A couple of dragonflies lying eggs in the shallows.

Four

On the way to Five

Five


Six

The Portal to Seven. Seems all portals look the same!

Seven

Jake recharged his pee-shoot in the Rio Grande by a cocklebur bush at the 194-mile marker.


Eight
Søren seemed impressed. Or not!

Spunk: “Why take a stinking 6-mile walk in the bosque when you can lounge in fresh-dried underwear?”

Silver: “Whoa! I can’t beieve you made Jake walk that far!”

Jake was a little slow after his long mile, and got caught in the skeeter net again.

A couple of women were walking five dogs and let two loose to chase the coyotes. Jake was not happy about those dogs chasing his coyote pals.

Coyotes with cranes overhead

Dusk from the spot where photo Two was taken.




Dawn is a little darker every morning. Soon it will be nighttime, awaiting dawn. Venus shines on the right, above the clouds.

Clouds consumed the Sandias at Dawn

Loki

It’s been wet enough to get some fungus among us!

¡Quatro Amigos!

Silver

Cottonwoods starting to change

Glenda

A dark and cloudy dawn persisted throughout the day.
Spunk: “I believe ‘il fungo tra noi è il paprazzo!'”

Resa’s Wolf Tree and Venus at dawn.

When Jake and I went out for a walk at dawn, the first critters we encountered when we walked out onto the ditch bank were a couple of coyotes.



Harvest Supermoon on its way to setting.

Sandias and geese in the mist again.




Balloons on the rise





Clouds splashing over the sandias eventually brought rain. We have 2/10 of an inch so far.

We got a rainbow at sunset

Sandias were still socked in

The clouds split for a moment at sunset