
5:30 a.m.


Twilight Dawn

Dawn



Hmmm?

Daily Doppel



Just Beeing

Doppel’s a poser

Gwendolyn

Glenda

Spunk

Glenda


Spunk

You were a bit slow on the cheese draw, Silver. Loki got to there first!

NIght sky


Cloud-like layers hang in the air
Silence, once jet noise, rings of freedom
To get from here to there in hours’ time
The send from there to here for just a few dimes
Guaranteed delivery by next-day air
Supply chain in the physical cloud
Knights in white satin?
Exhausted to deliver
Us along with the goods
A lifeline for our way of life



Gwendoly working on a load of dirt and leaves


Dusk



Marble hogging the cheese

Cranes reflecting before they fly north

The moon dancing around in line with Pullox and Castor. A jetline on the left, Jupiter on the right.

A few stars

What’s El Vato checking out?

Did you guess?

Loki iridescenting it the sunshine

Spunk tried to be iridescent. Fail!

While we were out in the garden, Spunk brought his tail out and blessed the deck.

Loki

Fuzzy moon

Sunset




A two-headed Gooseness monster in a sea of red.


Red hue at dusk


Silver: “Hey, Paparazzo! What does it take for a kitty to get some shut-eye around here?”

Neither hither nor thither
Over hill nor dale had he come
To be found lying face down
In a state of perpetual dither
Scooped up into the nether
He was lost
But on the fourth day
He fell back to earth
Dropped by the ether
Under the influence
Of a blue moon
So bright
What’s one to do?
Other than continue the saga
Of Scoopy on a frozen beach
Waiting a spring thaw


Glenda

Glenda, again






Waning Wolf Moon over Jupiter, Pollux, and Castor

Sasquatch stumbled upon a scoop shovel
Under the light of a waning Wolf Moon
When darkness would give way to twilight soon
Sasquatch wandered out from his hovel
Onto the beach where he spied a shovel
What is this strange thing? He thought with wonder
Is it useful or a trap to pull me asunder?
Oh, hark! I hear a human coming this way
It’ll have to wait for another day

“Sasquatch? Did you say Sasquatch? We heard he likes to eat cats!”

Dawn

Spunk: “I’m not afraid of no stinking Sasquatch! I kicked his butt six years ago when I slipped through a wormhole, and it took me a month to fight my way back into this dimension.”

Dusk
Black lace tree at dusk