New Dawn

Dawn

What’s that old adage, “Red sky at morning shepherds take warning”?

We had light snow most of the day. Jake and I went for a long walk in the snow this afternoon. Jake loves the cold and wet.

We visited the cranes

The Tangle Heart Tree and fellow cottonwoods

“Are you going to eat that cheez, Glenda?” “Not with you staring at it like a crazed cheezhead, Sasha!”

You can sort of see the snow falling.

Shey’s Tree

Where’d the Sandias go?

Light snow in the headlights. Click to enlarge.

Da dynamic duo doing Duo — lingo, that is.

Late breaking news. The neighbor’s tree is on fire once again. The snow is bowing the tree’s branches into the powerline. Fortunately, it’s the highline, so there is less chance of it causing a power outage.

Looks a little like Christmas.

Only one fire crew is left watching the fire. The other firemen had to respond to more fires. Wet conditions should keep the fire from spreading further into the tree. The firemen will not attempt to extinguish the fire because they could be electrocuted.

A Whiter Shade of Pale

Teagan is warning young lovers, Tim and Laurie, to escape from the sinister circus before they too become a whiter shade of pale — Teagan Riordain Genevien.

Teagan had the idea for her and me to collaborate on a Halloween-themed music video. We chose “A Whiter Shade Of Pale” by Procol Harem. Teagan produced wonderful images of herself, Laurie, and me for me to use in the video, and she sounds great, as always. She wrote a really cool story to go with the video that you can read on her accompanying post at https://wp.me/p30Tpb-9R4.

Halloween Kitties

Nightmare on Elm Root Road

Reincarnation
Newborn into an elm root
Got mauled by a dog

Stuck in the Middle…

Pre-dawn

Well, do you know why I came here tonight?
To buy a board, I could cut in broad daylight
I was so scared that I stood there impaired
Caught up in their marketing lair

Christmas to the left of me
Halloween to the right
There I was, stuck in the middle with no clue
Yes, I was stuck in the middle. Couldn’t move!

Got Cheez?

Dusk on the Rio Grande pretending to be a lake.

Box Hugger

“Keep your grubby hands off my box, you pathetic paparazzo!”
But you have too many boxes, Silver.
“Au contraire! Hapless hermaphrodite.”
Um, Silver, do you even know what a hermaphrodite is?
“Hermaphodities is the Greek Gato Goddess of Duopoly.”
Hmmm. Duopoly is an economic term, not a biological term, Silver.
“In Meowingistics, it means having it both ways.”
Where do you come up with this stuff?
“From the CAT-a-Log of Greek Gatoology.”
I’ve never seen you reading a catalog, Silver.
“That’s because you’re a blithering, blind bog dweller stuck in 3D. We cats can access all kinds of resources in our interdimensional Caterverse. You humans are hamstrung when it comes to thinking outside the kitty litter box. That’s why it was so easy to domesticate you humans over 10,000 years ago.”
That’s all very interesting, Silver, but it doesn’t change the fact that you have too many boxes.
“No! No! No! Keep your cranky, curmudgeonly claws off my box!”

Dusk

Some Like It Hot

Stop and enjoy the pre-dawn colors

“Is this how people Wok their dogs?”

Uh! No, Silver. People “Walk” their dogs.

“Seems like a waste of energy.”

It’s good exercise.

“Oh! Well! If you’re casting demons out of dogs, that’s another story altogether.”

Not “exorcise,” Silver. It’s exercise. You know like activity, moving, running around.

“Still seems like a waste of energy. If you’re not going to Wok dogs, you should at least exorcise them”

Never mind, Silver. Enjoy your box.

“it’s a hot little box. I love it!”

The storm that chased me this afternoon.