Crescent moon at dawn
Venus
Owl in his favorite spot this week
Moon and Venus over Sandias and Rio Grande at dawn
Foggy
The river has finally brought the water table up, and there is water in the clear water ditch again.
Sunset
Jake sniffing the sunset
Doppel
Spunk: “Whaddya mean leave Doppal alone? Prepare to die PapaRaZZO!
Clouds spray at Dusk
Dawn
Venus on the power line
Venus getting swallowed by Dawn’s light
Crescent moon and Jupiter in a tree
Rio Grande
Weird exposure
Funnel web
Cracking up
Marina’s Incognito Pear Tree in red and still blooming.
Doppel thinks I get up too early
On the wall in a New Mexico Piñon Coffee shop
Jake got caught by the skeeter net again.
Sunset
Yurtle the Turtle was foraging where I stand to take photos when the river isn’t running so high.
Spunk made a SpunkArt installation while we were on our sunset walk with Jake.
Dawn
Prickly Pear
Jake celebrating dia de los perros.
More fungus among us
Spunk: “Can’t you see I’m trying to sleep? Stupid paparazzo!”
Doppel
Silver
Glenda
Doppel
Taboo
Gwendolyn and Loki
Balloon surfing a contrail
Spunk
Low on gas
Blue/gray sunset
Stop! Dead End!
Cranes foraging at dawn
Sunrise
Jake enjoying the sunrise
“I say, I say there! You’re bothering me boy!”
Flicker
Spunk: “Flicker, you say?”
Taboo
Bowie waiting for us
Bowie was playing with Jake’s tail. Jake didn’t care. He was looking for a handout.
View of the rain on the west side from the east side.
Storm clouds
Wet rose
Burning bush
Taboo
Marina’s Incognito Pear Tree is confused with putting on red leaves for fall and blooming at the same time.
Sunshine and rain at the same time
Spunk
The river running high from the rain
Glenda: “Whoa! That’s a lot of water!”
Rain and shine on the Rio Grande
Doppel: “Lovely light, il Paparazzo! I like looking at it in photos instead of real time in the rain.”
Jake contemplating the rising river
Lights on Resa’s Wolf Tree from the car delivering the newspaper to our neighbor at 5:30 a.m.
5:35 a.m.
6:25 a.m.
6:30 a.m.
6:45 a.m.
Almost sunrise @ 7:30 a.m.
Doppel
Railrunner
Sunset
Cranes landing to roost north of Beaver Point.
Reflection of the Chalice Tree
Silver in a contemplational computation of sunrise
Jake waiting to go on a walk and contemplate the sunset.
Sunset
A touch of red
Cranes flew over
The cat food bag at 5:00 a.m.
The cats got me up at 5:00 a.m. to feed them like they do every morning; however, when I opened the bag to get their food, the bag was empty, except for six kibbles, which was one kibble short of the clowder swarming around my feet. Oops! I forgot to drop by the store on the way home from work last night to get kitty food.
Silver: “Don’t give me any of your cockamamie malarkey about ‘Let them eat tomatoes!’, which is pronounced toemahtoes, BTW, pathetic Paparazzo, because it ain’t going to stinking happen!”
Gwendolyn: “YOU STINKING, PATHETHEIC, LAME BRAINED, PREHISTORIC POPARAZZO!!!! Knuckle dragging, sorry excuse of a silver-haired Sasquatch. You irresponsible, long-haired redneck rascal! I can’t BELIEVE you FORGOT to stop by the store to get us kitty food on your way home from work. It’s been like over 12 hours since we’ve eaten! That’s like 12 years for our kitty stomachs. Now you listen to me, and you listen good, PAPARAZZO!!! You get in your stinking little sports car, and you stinking speed to that stinking store as soon as it opens and get us some STINKING KITTY FOOD! UNDERSTOOD?
Meanwhile, back in bed, I slept in until 6:30 a.m. because it was 27º F (-2.8º C) when the cats got me up at five to fail at feeding them. When Jake and I left for our walk at 7:00 a.m. the temperature had dropped another degree.
Geese in the mist again
Sun streaks in the mist
Sunrise in the mist
After I got back from the store and fed the cats, I worked on winterizing the outdoor kitchen and the irrigation system.
Glenda: “I forgive you, forgetful Paparazzo!”
Content cats
Loki and I sitting in front of the fire doing Duolingo.
Cranes flew by at sunset
A touch of pink
