


Venus again










Sunrise

Half of what it used to be

Sunset

Not much pink tonight



Cranes in the mist at dawn



Dawn from Beaver Point, 4th of July Point, and South Beach

Sunrise from the edge of the Barrens
Map of the morning walk to show the points of dawn and sunrise photos of the Rio Grande and Sandias. The evening walk was the same, but we only went down to South Beach and back.


Volcano and golden cottowoods at sunrise
Glenda

Spunk

Afternoon



Beaver Point, 4th of July Point, and South Beach at sunset

Cranes at South Beach at sunset

Volcano and golden cottonwoods at dusk

Beaver Moon rising



Beaver Moon rising as seen from Beaver Point

The Super Beaver Moon is 100% full tonight and does not pass the meridian.

Dawn


Jake

Sunset

Dusk
My life is quickly being reduced to some old dawns, dusks, sunrises, sunsets, cottonwoods, pets, Rio Grande, bosque, Sandias, moon and pets with an occasional stinkbug, bird, bee, flower, and different trees thrown in. Below is a recent song I wrote about things being “The Same.”

Dawn



Tres patos amigos

A sad beaver at dawn. He had to crawl in the shallow water.

Sunrise over Sandias

Loki was doing hammock yoga





“A penny for your thoughts, Jake!”

“Huh? Uh, uh? Oh! I don’t have no stinking thoughts!

“I’ll give you my thoughts for a buck, Paparazzo!” “Hmmm! I don’t think so, Spunk! I know what you’re thinking.”

Dusk
