
Dawn








Glenda




Gwendolyn giving Jake Mad Dogs


Distant clouds at sunset

Almost full moon

Dusk


Daddy Owl at dusk

The Lone Owlet at dusk

We were not able to go on a walk until sunset


Wynona stopped by to say hi

Can you find Wynona in the above photo?


Who do you think hold its beak under water the longest? Looks like the far duck won.

Goose family


Can you find Daddy Owl in the above photo?

While I was photographing Daddy Owl, I heard a chirping close by, and there was a Summer Tanager perched right in front of me. I could barely see him in the darkness.


The clearest shot I could get of the owlet in the darkness. I could not find were the out-of-nest owlet was tonight.

Peony

Sasha looking cute in the catio

Doppel standing on the translucent roof in the catio
Gwendolyn

Silver in a state of cator mortis

Dawn


Can you find the owlette?

Sunrise

Gwendolyn

Glenda



Sliver sleeping

Cat 5



Spunk

Loki

Mystery Kitty
The mystery kitty started hanging around last summer, fighting with our cats through the wire in the catio. You can read more about that at https://wp.me/p1yQyy-cr8. He has always run away from us whenever he sees us, but Laurie noticed he’d been looking thin, so she started leaving food and water out for him. He was meowing at the Sally port door this afternoon, and our cats were not fighting with him through the wire. I walked out the door and he ran. I sat down on the step and called him. He slowly came back, sniffed me, got up on the step next to me, and let me pet him for a few seconds before he ran off again. I went back inside and in a few minutes he was meowing at the door again. I took a can of cat food out and put it in his food bowl, and he really appreciated the canned food. I sat on the step with him eating at my feet and took a few photos. He definitely looks rougher than he did when we first started seeing him last summer.


The humming bird that was buzzing aroung us while the mystery kitty was eating.


If you didn’t find the owlet in the long shot, here’s a closer view.

Sunset


NIght sky


Cloud-like layers hang in the air
Silence, once jet noise, rings of freedom
To get from here to there in hours’ time
The send from there to here for just a few dimes
Guaranteed delivery by next-day air
Supply chain in the physical cloud
Knights in white satin?
Exhausted to deliver
Us along with the goods
A lifeline for our way of life



Gwendoly working on a load of dirt and leaves


Dusk



Marble hogging the cheese

Cranes reflecting before they fly north

Sunrise on VD
Besides making a great name for a rock band, Love & VD seemed an appropriate title for VD. The popularity of both in 2026 may be in question as fewer people have been hooking up and shacking up in recent years. For old, married folk, there is plenty of romance to be found in a heart-shaped pizza!


Jake and I walked through a tangled tunnel of love with pink markers this morning, and ran into…


The cranes were not in a loving mood




Jake found himself with a river to the left of him, bosque on the right. There he was, stuck in the middle with tree.
Does anyone remember “Tunnel Of Love” by Dire Straights?



“BIG YAWN! That’s what I think about Love & VD. There’s no way I can love a dawg, especially not a Virtual Dawg!”


We ran into a sweet Bernese Mountain Dog on our evening walk.


The Sandias were a nice VD red at sunset

Twilight

Sunrise

Paparazzo: “I hear a tail tell tale that you’ve been sneaking Squeezy Treats!”
Gwendolyn: “I didn’t expect the Paparazzo Inquisition!”
Paparazzo: “Nobody expects the Paparazzo Inquisition!”
Gwendolyn: “Well, that’s a tall tale told by a terribly troubled tattletale if you ask me.”
Paparazzo: “I’m going to have to have you tailboarded to get the truth of the matter.”
Gwendolyn: “You aren’t scaring me with your pathetic, Paparazzo Grand Inquisitor nonsense.”
Paparazzo: “You asked for it…”

Paparazzo: “Hmmm! It looks like the Adversary is on break. Lucky you, Gwendolyn!”

Gwendolyn: Whew! Looks like I dodged the Spunky art tailboarding torture. Stupid, pathetic prehistoric Paparazzo, out-of-touch Neanderthal trying to pull his out-dated Paparazzo Inquisition over my eyes. He’s obviously watched way too much Monty Python in his impressionable youth.
Crane at dusk