New Hammock

Sasha was the first kitty to try out the new hammock. Here she is seen through the threadbare old hammock.

I finally replaced the hammock, before the kitties wore it out completely, and before it gave way and a kitty fell through it. I started to replace it last week, but Loki kept attacking me and would not let me take the old one down. I took the old hammock down, threaded the rope through a new beanbag, and hung up the new hammock while Loki was outside pussyfooting around.


Loki: “I say. I say there. Go away there boy, You’re bothering me!” Loki hammocking in the new hammock, miffed that I made him to look at the camera.

Urban Sunbath


When I walked by the grocery store behind our office just after sunrise the other morning, there was a woman wearing short shorts and a bra top spreading a beach towel in one of the nooks on the east side of the grocery store that’s behind our office. About an hour later when I walked over to the grocery store, I noticed the woman’s legs sticking out of the nook, soaking up the sun. When I walked by, she was putting on sunscreen and chatting with a street person who had joined her.

We always have strange people hanging around the alley behind the office. This afternoon, when Bruce and I walked out the back door into the ally, a woman passing by turned and yelled “Is that your cologne I smell?” We turned and, in unison, answered “No!” (neither of us wear cologne). She was standing right next to one of the grease bins where the restaurants throw their fry grease. Either we were emitting high concentrations of masculine pheromones that she mistook for cologne. Or our masculine pheromones mixed so well with the foul odor from the grease bins that she thought she got a whiff of cologne. She may find the foul scent of “Ode de Grease Trap” appealing. Or, most likely, she thought we stank, and it was her way of politely telling us how rank we were by asking if it was our cologne.

Common Black Hawk


I was walking out to the bosque when I saw a large bird in the distance. I could not tell what it was backlit against the sky, but the white band on the tail was easy to see, which made me think it might be a Bald Eagle. However, when I enlarged to photos on the computer, I could see it was not a Bald Eagle. By the size, dark color and the two white bands on the tail, I thought it was a Harris’ Hawk with a snake. However, Susan Hunter pointed out it’s a Common Black Hawk.