
Moonset
Jugging

Sunset

The sky cleared up quickly yesterday afternoon, so I got to see the sliver moon after all.
While riding my bike this afternoon, I stopped and moved a Hognose snake off the road. I didn’t bother to photograph it. If I had, I would have been obliged to post photos of it, but since I had a very unpaparazzo moment and moved the snake without making it pose for photos, Linda and Herman lucked out.

One of our orchids bloomed. It is not common for us to have orchids rebloom.

Spunk napping in the shade of a trumpet vine
Gwendolyn: “I know you like Heavy Metal, Paparazzo! I like Heavy Cardboard. Death to all but Cardboard!”


Gwendolyn shadow jugging


“Ah! Hmm! Papa Ratzo! Are you like dense or something? Can’t YOU see the CHEEZ is COVERED?”

Loki: “It looks like a wee bit of Cheez. It stinks like an Old wee bit of Cheez. It’s dry like an Old wee bit of Cheez…”

Loki: “I think the stupid, clueless Papa Ratzo duped us with a piddling amount of cheez! I’m outta here!”

Silver: “Wait! Loki! You’re leaving me to deal with the stupid, clueless Papa Ratzo and a piddling amount of dry, stinky Cheez?”






Cats: “Are you ILL il Papa Ratzo? Did you not learn anything from the CHEEZ incident earlier?”
Paparazzo: “I just topped off the jug and blessed it! What else do you want me to do?”
Cats: “You need to ask? You are more clueless than we thought!”



Resa’s Tree in the background. Dale’s Peach Tree blooming in the middle. Charlotte’s Plum Tree blooming on the right.

Friday mornings are the same as any morning with coffee brewing, my morning concoction dissolving in a glass of water on the counter, waiting for the vinegar. And, of course, the cats were wanting me to top off their jug.

Loki: “I can’t look! Silver has his tongue stuck again!

Silver: “I do not have my tongue stuck!”

Silver: “Are you praying mean prayers about me, Loki?” Loki: “No! Only you pray mean prayers. I just can’t stand watching you get your tongue stuck. That’s all.”

Silver: “Don’t look at me like that, Glenda! You and Loki are always conspiring against me.”

“Uh! Paparazzo! Are you going to top off the jug or just stand looking like a stupid, long-haired redneck?”

Gwendolyn: “Pssst! Loki? I think Glenda has been brown-nosing il Poparazzo!. Glenda: “I can hear you, Gwendolyn!”

My first cover. Longhaired Redneck by David Allen Coe
People have asked me why I don’t do covers. My answer has been that I don’t see the point. I don’t play in a cover band, and it’s much more fun to write and record original songs. I started thinking about covers, and I decided it might be a good idea to learn songs I like as it might help to improve my vocals.
Now that I’m letting my hair grow, Longhaired Redneck by David Allen Coe seemed to be a good song for my first cover. Since I’ve been blue from all the pain, my hair is white, and I’m a redneck; I’ve been all-American Red, White, and Blue lately.

Dawn

This is my therapy bunny. I needed a pillow to rest my left arm on at night. But since I don’t have a small pillow that fits on the edge of the bed, I started using the bunny.

Spunk likes to paw the water while the other cats jug.



G&g in the back. Loki in the front.


The longhaired Redneck