A Spunku:
Killed my tail and ears
Left them on a pile of wires
A night’s work is done
Spunk enjoying his favorite funky tunes on the Fender speaker
Sun shines through window
Spunk’s between flower and the sun
He’s looking guilty
What have gods become
Orchid possessed by Odin
The gods are crazy
Spunk: “You’re going to be ‘Il paparazzo morto!’ if you do get that camera out of my face!”
The northern sky at 5:30 in the morning, 26ºF (-3.33ºF) outside. Polaris is on the left and the Big Dipper is on the right.
Zippy Zipper Zpider
A bit of light to counteract the darkness
Marble: Those monsters are pretty scary
Sasha: Those monsters don’t scare me
The sky was like this photo taken at dawn: cloudy and cold. We had light rain most of the day and the balloons did not fly.
It was as cold as hell inside on October 1st. It was colder than hell inside today, a week later.
Sasha thought we should have been running the heat on the deck today.
Wile E. Coyote: “I say, I say, there now. You’re bothering me, boy!”
The clouds were breaking up at sunset, but more storm clouds were moving in.
Hey! What do you think you’re doing? The balloon officials said we are not supposed to fly this morning.
Even though it was a no-fly morning, this King Fisher went flying by.
Dawn
Taboo
Off Center & Not Even 