Twilight
Ein “rabbit” ist in der Nähe
Taking space between the clouds
Accompanied by Wassat
Hanging below Jupiter
Pullox and Castor shine above
Bunny and beaver in the sky
Dawn
Jugging and dipping
Sunrise
Jake got caught in the skeeter net again.
A dreary dusk
Twilight
His shadow waned with the moon
As Sasquatch surveyed changes from yesterday’s yawn
He pitied the sorry state of the scoop shovel
Alone and cold on unscoopable sand, cursed by old Jack Frost
A portal opened, and he walked through to the other side
To his land unknown by humans stuck in 3D
Leaving the scoop shovel to its fate
Meanwhile, Osric courted Nora
Hooting sweet nothings in her feathery ear
Time to work on this year’s brood
Love at twilight. Dawn blushed!
Marble: “Can I lick sweet nothings in your ear, Spunk?”
Black laced trees under a wintery sky
Through the looking glass, Sasha dreams of going down a rabbit hole
Light snow falls on the Sandias at dusk
Kitty Intermission
Coyote in the evening
One of five coyotes yipping and carrying on on the opposite bank of the river at dusk.
Cranes in the afterglow at dusk
Twilight Dawn
Moonset with Jupiter in the trees with Pollux and Castor making eyes above the trees.
The cranes were flying in, hopping around, and a splishing and a splashing while taking baths in the river.
Moonrise
Jake’s and my first early morning walk of 2026 was in the rain.
Spunk: “For people who want to know how to make a kitty concoction to start the new year, first, the pesky paparazzo has to do photos of me looking adorable in the stock pot.
“Then we soak black-eyed peas overnight before cooking them the next morning.”
“We cook the meat, vegetables and spices separately, and mix them into the black-eyed peas. Lastly, we add greens to the kitty concoction, stir them in until they wilt into the mix, and, Voilà!, the black-eyed peas are ready to eat on New Year’s Day for good luck.”
Happy New Year! Or Not!
Loki
Tycho Kitty
Three percent shy of a full moon on New Year’s
The Last Dawn
Spunk: “Whatcha cookin’, Paparazzo? It smells like fine cooking.”
Paparazzo: “Black-eyed peas, for the New Year, of course! We cook them every year. Remember?”
Spunk: “If it doesn’t have catnip, mice, or squeezy treats, I flush it from my kitty memory banks!”
Marble: “Nope! I’m not looking at the camera, pesky paparazzo. Why don’t you photograph that spider on the ceiling instead of pestering me?”
Jake patiently waiting for more scraps of fine cooking
Spunk: “Hmmm! I think that spider on the ceiling would go well in the black-eye pees!”
Paparazzo: “They are Black-eyed peas, as in legumes.
Spunk: “As I was saying, Jake lifts his legume and pees on the beans, giving them black-eyes!”
Paparazzo” “You are beyond hope, Spunk!”
Glenda: “Is this pose adorable enough for you, pathetic Paparazzo with the cat habit?”
The last moon
Silver: “It’s a little sad to leave 2025 behind!”
The last dusk was feeling blue
Loki: “Thin ice my paw! What kind of pawpoorazzi, Tim foolery are you and Jake trying to pull on us?”
Paparazzo: “I see Jake and I can fool some kitties most of the time, but Loki kitty none of the time!”
Spunk holding down Gwendolyn and licking her head.
Gwendolyn and Loki
Except for night
Dawn
Spunk
Rainbow Geese
Holy Spunkamole! What is that thing? It looks like a cross between an elephant and a shark with a ram on the end of its trunk!
Off Center & Not Even 