A silver-haired Sasquatch sand surfing on Scoopy
The silver-haired Sasquatch was hanging ten before he went for a weird balance to hang five. SHS and Scoopy were defying gravity.
Coyote: “That silver-haired Sasquatch is a weirdo!”
The cats don’t care about no stinking silver-haired Sasquatch sand surfing on Scoopy!
The sandias were orange tonight.
Scoopy tried the Scoopcan mind-meld with Jake at dawn.
Played mind games at dawn
Mind meld and transporter failed
Held fast to the beach
Scoopy tried to abscond with Jake to another dimension.
Scoopy: “I have your back, Jake!”
Another Twilight
Cranes in the shallows
Waining Snow Moon reflecting on iced river
Il Paparazzo’s long shadow from the waning Snow Moon waked Scoopy from his slumber on the frozen beach.
Scoopy gave Jake a hug! ♠️🦵🏼❤️, 2 = Shovels (spades) need love, too!
Mist on the river. It was 22º F (-5.6º C) this morning.
Black-laced tree at the Winter Moon. Black-laced tree at dusk.
Spunk, Gwendolyn and Silver
Daddy Owl
Scoop shovel saga update: Old Scoopy had gone missing for a couple of days after Sasquatch left by way of the portal. I presume Scoopy was out looking for Sasquatch. I found him standing next to a sad seedling that’s tied to a post and wrapped in chicken wire.
Jake in jail
Off Center & Not Even 