I think there’s gonna be a daybreak…
I can see it in the stars…
Daybreak!
Daybreak
Tag: Cottonwoods
A Wrinkle In Time
Dawn
Resa’s Tree at Sunrise with greens, golds, and browns.
We encountered Sir Smokey Kitty in the Castle of Gwendolyn the Faire. Her castle is truly over the hills and far away from where we live.
In the 14th century, Gwendolyn the Faire would have invited up to 10,000 people to her banquets. The Erbolate (Herbed Eggs) required around 11,000 eggs to prepare. In these time-warped days where medieval traditions fall out of the wrinkles, Gwendolyn the Faire only had to feed 30 medievalists. It was still quite a feat, and the preparation of the courses was masterful.
Bottles from medieval wine, ale, and mead. The menu. The cookbook used for the medieval courses.
Goblets waiting and whining for wine. The food was excellent and consumed with pleasure. A mix of modern and medieval.
Resa’s Tree with cranes at sunset.
Cranes glow at sunset.
Kitty In A Fur Coat
Dawn
Smokey Kitty is very sweet when the Paparazzo is not bugging him.
Daybreak Brought Rain
After nearly two months with zero precipitation, I woke up to the sound of rain falling. We got 0.17 of an inch of rain. At the office we had rain mixed with snow, and there was a dusting of snow in the foothills.
Moon & Venus
Dawn
Closer looks
Sunset in the flood control channel
Blue & Gold @ Golden Hour
Venus and the Moon lined up at dawn.
Resa’s Tree
Gigi’s Tree
Teagan’s Trees
Night Rider
Dawn. Venus was still bright.
Reminiscent of nights gone by
Once again, riding in the dark
Eyes shine ahead
Coyotes and cows are split
By a sharp beam of light
Scamper into darkness
Only owls break the silence
As cold air rolls off the mountains
Splashing over the levee
Drenched in frigid air
Consumed by darkness
Sagebrush, cottonwood, and Jupiter rising.
Cottonwoods reach down and grab at you in the dark.
Light from a creature or spirit up ahead.
Dusk with lots of colorful particulate in the air.
A New Time A New Dawn
A new dawn on Mountain Standard Time
A Study In Red†
A moon or a melon?
A change in water level.
The pTerodactyl’s watering hole on October 19th, October 25th, and November 6th.
†Laurie holding a garter snake she rescued from the cats.
Cloud Things
Wearing red? How passé
Devil wants to devour
Resa’s Tree at dusk
A god? An Angel? The Son of Man?
Contrail connects cubist clouds.
Mad Dogs @ Bedtime
Loki: “Il Paparazzo sta per morire!”
Spunk: “Boy, I say boy, pay close attention to me ’cause you’re a burrito short of a combination plate.”†
Loki: “You’re bothering me, boy!”
Spunk: “Wait ’till you turn off the light, Paparazzo!”
Meet the new snake. Same as the old snake.††
Nice reflection this afternoon.
Cottonwoods in the bosque turned red at sunset.
Sunset looking north from the top of the levee.
†Foghorg Leghorn quote.
††Juvenile Bullsnake: I moved him from the top of the levee so he wouldn’t get run over by the cyclists who were behind me.
Off Center & Not Even 