
A Spunku:
Killed my tail and ears
Left them on a pile of wires
A night’s work is done

Spunk enjoying his favorite funky tunes on the Fender speaker

Sun shines through window
Spunk’s between flower and the sun
He’s looking guilty


Spunku
Renaissance? I go
Medieval on your hiney
Lay terms? “Kick Your Butt”



Well before dawn, protodawn, predawn



Dawn









The Moom on September 13, 14, 16, 17, 18, 19, 20, and 21.
*I have no idea if either of the dancers is named Dakota, but their dancing and the Faire reminded me of the line “Dance, dance, Dokato dance…” in Dakota the Dancing Bear, Part II by David Allen Coe. It’s a great song, well worth a listen.








Dawn

The crescent moon shining through the clouds at dawn.

There are only 69 days left until Halloween, and Lowe’s has you covered! I walked into Lowe’s to buy some supplies for a project and was greeted by ghoulish displays.
The big guy is ten or twelve feet tall. He lights up, flashes, wiggles, and growls when you step on the button.




Spunk doesn’t give a paw about Halloween.



Loki and Glenda think they define Halloween. Silver and Spunk could care less.

The moon and Jupiter in a cracked sky
Amy Rose at Heaven On Earth commented: “So it seems you are becoming one who is hooked on astronomy.” I answered: “I’m always photographing the sky these days. That’s one of the most interesting things in my limited travels…” Since we moved out of downtown that was a longer commute and there were always photo opportunities, and since we presented papers at conferences remotely because of covid restrictions, almost all of my photography is from our property, the bosque, and the river. That includes a lot of sky photos day and night. Fortunately, we have interesting skies that are rarely the same, and the moon, planets, and stars are always changing positions and providing interesting challenges.

Dawn

The moon and Jupiter with close together this morning.






Prickly Pear


Oxymorons: Spunk being sweet. The pTerodactyl stared me down on the levee.

The Rio Grande reflecting once again

Storm over the Sandias