I See!

When it comes to fingernails, Oriana nails it.

Spunk: “Whoa! Those Keratins are like totally Alpha! Are those nails like Sick, or What? They reek of total destruction, and what destruction I could wreak with those nails! I want nails like that.”

The artwork that Oriana paints on her nails is impressive. She works in the tiniest details. Oriana is our data analyst. She is also working on a degree in business.

Sasha: “AAAAaaaaahhhhh! Keep those nails away from me!”

A Wrinkle In Time

Dawn

Resa’s Tree at Sunrise with greens, golds, and browns.

We encountered Sir Smokey Kitty in the Castle of Gwendolyn the Faire. Her castle is truly over the hills and far away from where we live.

In the 14th century, Gwendolyn the Faire would have invited up to 10,000 people to her banquets. The Erbolate (Herbed Eggs) required around 11,000 eggs to prepare. In these time-warped days where medieval traditions fall out of the wrinkles, Gwendolyn the Faire only had to feed 30 medievalists. It was still quite a feat, and the preparation of the courses was masterful.

Bottles from medieval wine, ale, and mead. The menu. The cookbook used for the medieval courses.

Goblets waiting and whining for wine. The food was excellent and consumed with pleasure. A mix of modern and medieval.

Resa’s Tree with cranes at sunset.

Cranes glow at sunset.

Night Rider

Dawn. Venus was still bright.

Reminiscent of nights gone by
Once again, riding in the dark
Eyes shine ahead
Coyotes and cows are split
By a sharp beam of light
Scamper into darkness
Only owls break the silence
As cold air rolls off the mountains
Splashing over the levee
Drenched in frigid air
Consumed by darkness

Sagebrush, cottonwood, and Jupiter rising.

Cottonwoods reach down and grab at you in the dark.

Light from a creature or spirit up ahead.

Dusk with lots of colorful particulate in the air.