Saw A Seahorse

Resa’s Wolf Tree at sunrise

Saw a Seahorse in negative space

Jake’s midday sit

Morning Glories

Peace Plant

Gwendolyn and Loki

Ducks shimmering in the late afternoon light

Rio Grande still running low

Puff The magic Dragon flew by at sunset

Coyote cloud stalked Resa’s Wolf Tree at sunset

Pilot Light

Dawn

On my way to light a pilot, I saw a pilot light a balloon.

Spunk: “Hey Paparazzo! Hold your stupid camera level! I’m feeling The Moody Blues trying to hold on to this post!”

Paparazzo: “Oh! Are you feeling like ‘Ride My See-Saw’?”

Prickly Pear

Sunset

Spunk Awareness

Resa’s Wolf Tree under a cracked cloud in morning

The Spunk Awareness Ribbon pose

Glenda: “Why are we supposed to be aware of Spunk?”

Silver: “Listen clueless, pathetic paprazzo. We should ‘Beware’ of Spunk!”

Intermission

We Care! To be Aware of Spunk.

Marble sleeping off celebrating Spunk Awareness.

Cumulonimbus stalking Resa’s Wolf Tree

Corn Moon rising

Between the lines

Only 6,652,800 Shopping Seconds Left

Dawn

“Will someone Pulease turn off the sun, already?”

Sunrise

The Ghoulies are a creepin’ and a crawlin’ into the stores to creep people out on their build up to Halloween. And the weeks, days, hours, minutes and secconds are flying by as folks anticipate the hallowed haunt before dia de los muertos.

There are only 11 shopping weeks left before Halloween. Or
77 days or
1848 hours or
110,880 minutes or
6,652,800 seconds.

Time flies like the bats, as they say, so don’t procrastinate, or you will miss out on the creepy, crawling ghouls of your dreams.

Sunset