Looking east at Susan’s and Teagan’s Trees behind the snow-covered black bamboo.
We got four inches of wet, heavy snow last night that broke a lot of trees, causing power outages. We were without electricity for over 15 hours, and we still don’t have internet service. I’m using my phone as a hotspot for this post.
The snow laid Rebecca’s Black Bamboo down so we could see the trees behind the bamboo. I was out early, cutting up trees that had fallen across the road so people could get out and in.
Black bamboo laid flat by heavy snow
Panorama of the snow on the black bamboo. The black bamboo canes are up to 20 feet tall.
Resa’s Tree from looking over the flattened bamboo.
What’s that old adage, “Red sky at morning shepherds take warning”?
We had light snow most of the day. Jake and I went for a long walk in the snow this afternoon. Jake loves the cold and wet.
We visited the cranes
The Tangle Heart Tree and fellow cottonwoods
“Are you going to eat that cheez, Glenda?” “Not with you staring at it like a crazed cheezhead, Sasha!”
You can sort of see the snow falling.
Shey’s Tree
Where’d the Sandias go?
Light snow in the headlights. Click to enlarge.
Da dynamic duo doing Duo — lingo, that is.
Late breaking news. The neighbor’s tree is on fire once again. The snow is bowing the tree’s branches into the powerline. Fortunately, it’s the highline, so there is less chance of it causing a power outage.
Looks a little like Christmas.
Only one fire crew is left watching the fire. The other firemen had to respond to more fires. Wet conditions should keep the fire from spreading further into the tree. The firemen will not attempt to extinguish the fire because they could be electrocuted.
WARNING! You may find the above video’s music and content disturbing.
Wañusqakunamanta* By Timothy Price
Sacrificed To the gods Drown in the madness of his name
Smell of the dead And their sins Of the dead and their sins Of the dead and their sins
Take me, take me on a boat to see Arkos I can’t feel the sea on Arkos
Embrace the truth And shake us free Make us free to rise in the end
Meet a person Of great heart In custody to persevere
But the devil’s in the way Yes, the devil’s in the way Why’s the devil’s in the way
He digs down to the core To the flesh And To the bones
V for Venus
Cranes couldn’t care less
Osric Owl doesn’t give a hoot
Sandias @ the Beach
*Wañusqakunamanta is “Of the Dead” in Quechua. I have been working on the song for a long time. Originally named Weird DST, I wrote the song intending to use it for my 2024 Daylight Savings Time protest song. The idea behind the asynchronization between the metered drums and bass and the unmetered guitar was to simultaneously feel in and out of time. I tried to make the lyrics as strange as the music. I didn’t post it on DST this year because I didn’t finish it in time for the time change. Given the state of the election, I took another look at the song and decided I might as well use it to make a statement about the 2024 election.
Teagan is warning young lovers, Tim and Laurie, to escape from the sinister circus before they too become a whiter shade of pale — Teagan Riordain Genevien.
Teagan had the idea for her and me to collaborate on a Halloween-themed music video. We chose “A Whiter Shade Of Pale” by Procol Harem. Teagan produced wonderful images of herself, Laurie, and me for me to use in the video, and she sounds great, as always. She wrote a really cool story to go with the video that you can read on her accompanying post at https://wp.me/p30Tpb-9R4.
Halloween Kitties
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Nightmare on Elm Root Road
Reincarnation Newborn into an elm root Got mauled by a dog