Another 24 hours, and there is still snow on the west face of the Sandias.
Loki and Glenda
Sad news! The Tangle Heart Tree took a tumble.
Snow on the mountains, dry as a bone in the valley, the Tangle Heart Tree that succumbed to the drought in 2011, has fallen over.
Late afternoon
Twenty-Four hours later
Sufferin’ Succotash it’s April!
More like a sorry sack of suffering soccotash! How corny can we get?
Dreaded DST 2025. Lyrics: Timothy Price. Music: Timothy Price with AI. Vocals: AI T&T.
My annual song for changing to daylight saving time. I used AI to generate the music from my lyrics based on my guidlines for the key, style, meter where to place vocies, etc. I also had AI create voices for me and Teagan, and named our AI duo “AI T&T.” I used AI to create the images and used AI to animate the images for the video.
We’ve also been having weird weather that doesn’t play well with my joints on the eve of the dreaded DST.
Looking east at Susan’s and Teagan’s Trees behind the snow-covered black bamboo.
We got four inches of wet, heavy snow last night that broke a lot of trees, causing power outages. We were without electricity for over 15 hours, and we still don’t have internet service. I’m using my phone as a hotspot for this post.
The snow laid Rebecca’s Black Bamboo down so we could see the trees behind the bamboo. I was out early, cutting up trees that had fallen across the road so people could get out and in.
Black bamboo laid flat by heavy snow
Panorama of the snow on the black bamboo. The black bamboo canes are up to 20 feet tall.
Resa’s Tree from looking over the flattened bamboo.
Snow and cloud-covered Sandias
Spunk Art
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.
9:52 AM
The snow started falling around 9:30 AM this morning.
9:51 AM and 4:30 PM
Black bamboo bowing with snow.
9:51 AM and 4:30 PM
Setting sun.
Queued up for a spat
Hoppin’ mad
The V-shaped branch makes it look like Mama Owl has a new featherdo.
A little snow on the Crest
Dusk
Dawn & Dusk
Snow
Dawn & Dusk
Black Lace Trees
Snowing in the parking lot
We got a half an inch of rain today. I noticed the rain had washed out part of the bridge as I drove over it on the way home this afternoon. After I got home, I changed my clothes, put on boots, gathered up a shovel and a wheelbarrow, walked the quarter mile back up to the bridge, and filled the hole before it grew larger. After I filled the hole in the bridge, I filled many of the larger holes in the road where it runs parallel to the ditch before it got dark.
The photo on the left shows a long puddle in the road reflecting the sunset. The photo on the right shows a long puddle filled with dirt, and the water splashed to the side, reflecting the dusk.
Spunk grooving on a beanbag.
Spunk meditating on magic dirt clods while grooving on a beanbag.
Off Center & Not Even 