Twilight Dawn
6 eyes, 8 ears
Dusk
Six by Eight
Tag: clouds
The Pilgrimage
Cranes at dawn
Dawn
On a pilgrimage
From Germany came to see
Scoopy on the beach
Sunset offered more color than dawn.
Windy
We’ve had high winds the last two days that have blown most of the dried leaves off of Resa’s Wolf Tree.
The wind did not blow away the color at twilight this morning.
The goose thought the old paparazzo wouldn’t see it if it stuck its head in the water!
Glenda
Fewer leaves on Resa’s Wolf Tree at sunset than were there at twilight.
Fuzzy mountains from the dust
Cranes flew by fast with the tailwind.
The cranes hovered in the wind when they were coming in for landing.
A Visit From Buddy
The wind blew away Dawn’s color
Buddy giving the old pesky paparazzo a “Squint like Clint” look. “Go ahead, punk! Make my day!”
There was a little more color at sunset.
Hang Five
A silver-haired Sasquatch sand surfing on Scoopy
The silver-haired Sasquatch was hanging ten before he went for a weird balance to hang five. SHS and Scoopy were defying gravity.
Coyote: “That silver-haired Sasquatch is a weirdo!”
The cats don’t care about no stinking silver-haired Sasquatch sand surfing on Scoopy!
The sandias were orange tonight.
Happy Birthday, Jake
Jake turned 9 today. For some reason, I thought he would be turning 7, but no. He is 9, and old man like me. He got to sleep in for his birthday. We had leftover pizza for breakfast. Jake got the pizza bones (the crust) after his regular breakfast. We went out for our morning walk at noon.
We walked down to the beach, and Scoopy took Jake for a scoop on the wet sand.
Then Jake claimed his own island in the middle of the Rio Grande.
He made a couple of laps around the beach in celebration of his island.
Jake was a little dirty, a little tired, but satisfied with his birthday celebration on the beach. The rest of our walk was uneventful.
On our evening walk, Jake romped with a miniature Austrian Shepherd and made a new Japanese friend.
Dusk
Daddy Owl hooted “Happy Birthday, Jake” from the top of a tree.
Dusk sky
Sqaure
Glenda
Loki
Gwendolyn
Silver
Spunk
Gooseness monster
Crescent Moon Morning
Morning Moon, Lavender Dusk
♠️🦵🏼❤️, 2
Another Twilight
Cranes in the shallows
Waining Snow Moon reflecting on iced river
Il Paparazzo’s long shadow from the waning Snow Moon waked Scoopy from his slumber on the frozen beach.
Scoopy gave Jake a hug! ♠️🦵🏼❤️, 2 = Shovels (spades) need love, too!
Mist on the river. It was 22º F (-5.6º C) this morning.
Black-laced tree at the Winter Moon. Black-laced tree at dusk.
Spunk, Gwendolyn and Silver
Daddy Owl
Off Center & Not Even 