
America’s last bloom

When Jake and I left for our walk at 6:45 a.m., the temperature was 25º F (-3.9º C). When we got back home 55 minutes later, the temperature had dropped to 24º F (-4.4º C). We had been getting light frost for the past two weeks. This morning was the first hard frost.


Marble trying to warm herself in the cold sunrise




Our Burning Bush

Jake under half moon at sunset

Spunk lying on my lap in front of the fireplace in the library

Venus over Resa’s Wolf Tree at dawn
Corn Moon over lightpost at dawn




A wall of rain that never reached us






Lighting was getting close
Loki: “Impresive lightning, Paparazzo. Where’s the storm? Where’s the rain?”
Paparazzo: The storm and rain seems to have Petered out before it got to us.
Loki: “That Peter god, or whoever he is, needs to ‘Man Up’ and start peeing on us!”
Paparazzo: “I love your cat logic, Loki!’

We had hard rain on and off this afternoon.

When Jake and I went on our early morning walk, we encountered a pack of three coyotes. We were walking on the lower bank, and the coyotes ran up on top of the levee and watched as we walked by.




As you may know, Jake loves to lift his leg on tumbleweeds. Currently, the tumbleweeds are green and soft; however, Jake discovered cockleburs on the lower bank. While the cockleburs are also still green, they are nice and scratchy.


Jake looking cool in the car



A short reprieve from the rain.

The clouds were gathering again when I left for the store to get cheese for the cats. It started raining hard again. I sat in the car and did Duolingo until the rain let up enough to where I wouldn’t get soaked walking into the store.
My rain gauge recorded 4/10 of an inch of rain this afternoon, bringing us up to nearly an inch of rain for the month of June.