
Day of life gone by
Box of boogers for breakfast
Still, wars carry on



The wind started blowing hard at 8:00 PM last night and didn’t let up until 7:00 PM this evening.

A wave of clouds crashing over the Sandias this evening.

“Hey, Paparazzo! We need the jug topped off!”

“Know you don’t, Silver!”

“Hey! What’s up with you, Loki?”

“Oh Lord, hear my prayer. May Loki do a little choki!”

“Keep looking the other way, Loki!”

“Hahahaha! You got your tongue stuck, Silver?”





No clouds or contrails anywhere to be seen. What is one to do? What is one to do?






Jupiter and the crescent moon were in the Tangle Heart Tree.
Cranes



Coyote, Wile E., that is, was hanging out with us again.






Looks like il Paparazzo put out some cheez! Yeah! What are you going to do about it?
You gonna eat that pizza, Paparazzo?