We Bought And Killed A Stairway To Heaven

A pot full of name tags from all our roses that have died over the years, mainly due to late hard frosts.

Spunk meditating on a landing from a stairway to Heaven.

Gwendolyn: “What are you talking about, stupid Paparazzo? I just climbed a stairway to Heaven to get here! 🤬!” Sasha: “And I just climbed a stairway to purgatory to get here. 🤪!”

I wonder how many other people have bought and killed a Stairway To Heaven? It’s a gripping, dripping question.

Gwendolyn: “I think I see a stairway to Heaven through the microwave glass!”

Silly Silver and Spunk: “No comment!”

Sasha meditating on a question about electrolytes and hydration needed to climb a stairway to Heaven.

Dog Day and Cat Thing

Turn up the volume so you can listen to Freyja’s splashes

We took a long walk in the bosque this morning, and Freyja got to splash around in the Rio Grande, as you can see in the above video.

Glenda: “Whatcha makin’, Paparazzo?”

What might this pile of wood turn into?

Hmmm! It looks like a waterwheel. But what would we or the cats need a waterwheel for?

Oh! It looks like Marble is hiding something.

Marble: “It’s a Kittywheel! You stupid Paparazzo. You didn’t even know what you put together!

The Kittywheel on the deck with the cat tree.

Sasha thinks it’s quite comfy, but she hasn’t figured out that she’s supposed to walk on the Kittywheel.

Sunset

Solar Storm

Dawn

Flower storm

Sunset

Hint of the solar storm at 8:30 PM

When I walked out at One after 9:09, the lower part of the sky looked clear to my naked eye. But through the camera, I could see the solar storm.

The sky was purple, looking north.

The sky, looking west.

Sasha and Silver were impressed

Flowers & Cats. Oh! Yeah! And Owls!

Wisteria

Tulips

Glenda

Loki: “Oh Lord, I beseech you to make the stupid Paparazzo put his camera down and clean the stinking cobwebs! Amen!”

Loki: “I’m waiting for the bolt of lightning!”

Spunk hammocking

Silver

Marble and Glenda are Cow Cats grazing on grass.

Sasha

Loki

Gwendolyn

Mama, in the morning

Osric Owl snoozing in the morning.

Walter and Willa

Nora Owl in the evening

Willa and Walter

Sunset

Wind & Cats

The wind blew away the color this morning

Silver: “Hey, Loki! Loki, Loki, Loki, Loki, Loki, Loki! Hey, Loki! Hey, Loki! Hey, Loki! Hey, Loki! Loki, Loki, Loki, Loki, Loki, Loki!”

Glenda, Spunk, Silver, and Loki waiting for Gwendolyn.

Gwendolyn: “Okay! Here I am! The Jugger Not Band meeting can begin!”

“Well? Well?”

“Calling a Jugger Not Band meeting to order is like herding cats!”

Sasha sacked out

Dirtbag

Moon at dawn

Sasha heard our nephew is a “Dirtbag,” and she thought that sounded great and got all dirty in solidarity. Our nephew drives around the country Bouldering, a type of rock climbing.

Sasha refilling to bring more leaves and dirt into the house.

Sasha can be clean and cute.

Partly cloudy, on the warm side of cool (73ºF, 22.8ºC), and windy this afternoon.

Where’s The Cheez?

Wind blew the color away at dawn

What’s a matter you, Paparazzo? Where’s the stinking cheeeezzzz, already?

Silver: “So, Loki? Do you think the stupid Paparazzo put the cheez in this thing?” Loki: “I don’t see no stinking Cheez dish or smell no stinking Cheez! But I suppose there could be Cheez in that there thingamagig. But I’m tellin’ you Sliver, Cheez or no Cheez, I smell a stinking rat of a Paparazzo!”

Silver: “So that is what I was smelling? Un RATTO puzzolente di paparazzo!! He’s probably hiding the Cheez for himself”

Mable: “Hey, puzzolente ratto di paparazzo! How do I open this thing and get to the Cheez?”

Sasha: “Who cares about stinky old Cheez when you can be on the cutting edge?”

A colorful sunset defied the wind.