Cubed

Twilight. The light reflecting off the couds is from Albuquerque.

An arc of stars and Jupiter in the twilight

In case you were curious about the names of the stars.

Dawn

Sunrise

Prepare to die3, Paparazzo!

First day of Advent

Sunset

Ese Vato en la Luna

A Sinuous Walk

Cat sees dog

The slow acceptance

Note to self. “Don’t get so close to dawg!”

Jupiter over Resa’s Wolf Tree. Orion on the right.

A sinuous walk
Winding through three sunder miles
Born to see the light

Sunset

Dusk

Alien Wear

Orion, Jupiter, Kiss Flying-V, and the Pleiades

Cranky Cranes

Sasha heard that Comic Con was in town this weekend, and being that Alien Wear is all the kitty rage, she’s got her costume and is ready to go.

Jake giving me Jake eyes

Sunset

Twenty Twenty-Five

Marble peeking out to see if Twenty Twenty-five looks safe!

Jeez, you all! Twenty Twenty-five kinda looks the same as 2024!

Belafonte danced in celebration of Twenty-Twenty-five.

Silver: Twenty-twenty-five? I think I feel that way in kitty age!

Glenda: I thought it was Twenty Twenty-five & Six Two Four or something like that?

Jack Sparrow had something to say about Twenty Twenty-five, but he forgot what it was.

Spunk: It’s Twenty Twenty-five, and what do we all get? Another year older and a whole lot of crap!

Marble: Twenty Twenty-five seems sorta safe now that the poor old, pathetic, poopy patrol paparazzo and the other bipeds have eaten their black-eyed peas!

Jake: Twenty Twenty-five? Does that mean more T&A*?

*Treats & Attention.