The wee hours of the morning.
A pretty pine cone
Jake put in 40 hours at the office this week. All the staff loved Jake; he got so much attention he was worn out by early afternoon today.
Jake’s version of TGIF!
Veteran’s Honor is a huge bloom.
Venus riding the clouds.
Sandias at dusk with Canadian Geese wading in the Rio Grande as they prepare to roost for the night.
Mermaid
Tristan and Craig made me a wood stacker for Father’s Day and stacked the wood we have for the fire pit in the wood stacker.
Freyja. Tristan and Craig’s new puppy.
Dawn
Silver
Only a few balloons went up on the last day of the Balloon Fiesta.
My Little Poneys playing with Spunk’s ears and tail.
Dog in the clouds
The full October moon rose tonight.
I’m trying out a new photo editor called RAW Power. So far it’s pretty good.
Processing a photo of our bunny in RAW Power.
pTerodactyl flying overhead
Buddy working hard
Hummingbird behind
Almost the same devilishly cool temperature inside as outside.
Sunrise looking south
Cresent moon at sunrise
Pretty Peonies
Tweety
Love Cats
Tristan brought Jake over for Father’s Day. Jake is a five year-old Great Pyrenees/Golden Retriever cross. Jake is very well behaved, but all the cats are totally traumatized that we let a DOG!!!, can YOU BELIEVE IT? A DOG!!!, ¡¡¡Un PERRO!!!, UN CHIEN!!!, UN CANE!!!, come inside the house. I tried to get a photo of Spunk’s despising look, but Jake was being too rambunctious and Spunk ran for cover before I could get a photo. We took Jake to The Beach, and he got into the river for the first time, all recorded in the video below.
Jake is giving Spunk a serious run for the money in the modeling department.
Ready to go to The Beach
Painting flowers on the plywood coving Jimmy John’s windows on old Route 66 (Central Avenue), Downtown Albuquerque, New Mexico.
A beautiful city with beautiful people http://photos.tandlphotos.com/blog/2015/11/for-the-love-of-paris
A guy pedaling along on his low-rider bike, his dog in tow, on old Route 66 in downtown Albuquerque.
I went out to photograph an old wood mill in the north valley, and as I got to the top of a rail spur there was a dog gnawing on an old carcass. He was so involved at first that he didn’t notice me. After a few shots, he heard the shutter in my camera and looked up. He was standing his ground and then started coming sideways towards me half snarling and licking his chops. I didn’t push my luck by trying to cross the dog’s path to get down where I could get better shots of the buildings. I got a few shots of the mill from standing on the rail spur and then a shot toward the mountains as I walked back to the car. I presume the dog went back to gnawing the carcass.
Off Center & Not Even 