Sunrise through Resa’s Tree
Sunrise on the Lonsome Sunflower
Spunk asleep at the wheel.
Good Old Beaker. According to the bird age calculator, Beaker is 155 years old in human years.
I stood up for a second, and Marble appeared in my chair.
Cheese line waiting for Loki to finish. Loki thought it was lip-licking good.
Spunk gloving
Sunset
Cheetah in the clouds
Dawn
First sunflower
Under morning sun
Digging, chopping, pulling roots
Intruders succumb
Gwendolyn
Spunk
Cooper’s Hawk
Late afternoon
Echinacea
Marble missing the point of the exercise wheel.
The web
Just beeing
Sunset
Dawn
Lounging on the floor… As the paparazzo snaps… Stretch a photo op
Loki: “Abracadabra, fiddle and yawn…”
“Holy crap! My legs are gone!”
Remnants of a thunderstorm that hammered us with 0.41 inches of rain in 30 minutes yesterday afternoon. So far we have received 0.82 inches of rain this July. That is exactly 0.82 inches more rain than we got last July.
Sunday’s Sunrise
Holy Pholage of Silver and Sasha. “100% Guaranteed Performance”
Lonesome Sunflower
Glenda
Sunset
While cat watched a mouse
Clouds gathered rolling thunder
Sunset in the rain
Sunrise
Spunk wired
Rio Grande making like a Low Rider and running low and slow.
Sunset
Half moon in the Tangle Heart Tree
Geyser at sunrise. I turned the water on before 6:00 am this morning. When I went out to check on it, I had a geyser in one of the hoses. I spiced it after I took the photo.
I used to do wheelies on my motorcycles. Now that I’m old…
Beeing yellow
Loki: “I see you’re worshipping your Sunday socks on Sunday!”
Paparazzo: “Huh? Sunday socks? Worshipping?”
Loki: “They have holes in them. Don’t you call things with holes in them ‘Holy?’ Do you not worship holy things on Sundays?”
Paparazzo: “Loki! I’m simply hanging up my laundry.”
Loki: “Oh? Laundry? Like in Dirty Laundry? Wait a minute. Where did it go? Are you hiding your dirty laundry?”
Tyronnosøren Wrecks
The USB ports went out in one of our Intel MacBook Pros. While I was at the Apple Store’s Genius Bar getting the MacBook Pro diagnosed, Laurie got a demo of the Apple Vision Pro. She said they are really cool and amazing.
Synchronized napping
Moon through clouds
Social Disease is on Elton John’s Yellow Brick Road album, released in 1973. While I never drank, smoked, or did illegal drugs when I was a teenager (and still don’t), I loved Social Disease because I could relate to it as my peers thought I was a weirdo. Many teachers and principals told my mom I would grow up to be a no-good-for-nothing social disease. I never rebelled against my parents. I didn’t need to. They left me alone to take care of the animals and the house and irrigate the property through my teen years. But I rebelled against authority and public school. I hated both with a passion.
Loki: “Reach out and touch someone with a social disease!”
Breast Cancer Rose
Marble: “Where’s the cheez?” Loki: “Concetrate hard!” Silver; “¡Milagro!”
Line of cats
Thunderstorm
Sliver Moon in a V.
Spider Lily
Cheese line
Bloody knife
Clouds at noon
Looking south
Birds on wires
Off Center & Not Even 