Tag: Dawn

Phantom Pissy Cat

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Dawn

The Phantom Pissy Cat signed my bumper

Delilah holding a peanut butter jar she was working on cleaning up before it went to recycling.

Stormy Monday

Some of you might have heard about the flooding in Albuquerque on Saturday evening. We had a terrific lighting and thunderstorm that dumped up to 2 inches of rain in parts of Albuquerque, causing serious flooding in some areas. We got 3/4 inches of rain from the storm, which left a lot of large puddles. They had mostly evaporated by Sunday afternoon. However, the thunderstorms are moving through again this afternoon.

Sunset

Solar Storm

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Dawn

Flower storm

Sunset

Hint of the solar storm at 8:30 PM

When I walked out at One after 9:09, the lower part of the sky looked clear to my naked eye. But through the camera, I could see the solar storm.

The sky was purple, looking north.

The sky, looking west.

Sasha and Silver were impressed

Where’s Nora?

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Almost Worm Moon setting at dawn. The full moon is tonight, but it’s blocked by clouds at the moment.

Can you find Nora Owl?

Is that a stupid paparazzo standing on the ditch bank pointing a bazooka at us?

Psst! Don’t look now, but there’s a stupid paparazzo shooting us with a bazooka!

Kiss me, you fool!

Umph! Mo motos mit ma moth mull!

We had intermittent storms with icy winds this afternoon. The wind was biting when I walked down to check on Nora.

Sunset

Where’s The Cheez?

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Wind blew the color away at dawn

What’s a matter you, Paparazzo? Where’s the stinking cheeeezzzz, already?

Silver: “So, Loki? Do you think the stupid Paparazzo put the cheez in this thing?” Loki: “I don’t see no stinking Cheez dish or smell no stinking Cheez! But I suppose there could be Cheez in that there thingamagig. But I’m tellin’ you Sliver, Cheez or no Cheez, I smell a stinking rat of a Paparazzo!”

Silver: “So that is what I was smelling? Un RATTO puzzolente di paparazzo!! He’s probably hiding the Cheez for himself”

Mable: “Hey, puzzolente ratto di paparazzo! How do I open this thing and get to the Cheez?”

Sasha: “Who cares about stinky old Cheez when you can be on the cutting edge?”

A colorful sunset defied the wind.