Spunk
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Loki & Gwendolyn
Spunk
Silver
Marble

Tycho


The night sky when we got home

…just a plain poem
Out in darkness, 6 AM
Bright stars shine like twilight’s frost
Shadows move among the trees
Down paths familiar all looks the same
Until a wormhole opens
Do we dare pass through?
Unfamiliar paths winds through broken branches
Grabbing clothes, scratching skin
Elms felled by beavers block the way
Another trail, a tale be told
Finding cranes in all the new places
Shallows wrapped by misty spaces
Path splits! Why? Indicision’s wrath
Left or right? Which one to take
Will one or the other lead to Destiny or Doom?
Tree lies along the trail with a broken back
Sinuous tree, sympathetic, perhaps, lies on the other side
How many feet pass by?
Fog rises off the river
Cranes stand together like Hydra in the mist
Rolling through the tangled trees and brush
Fog consumes the bosque
Rising sun tries to vanquish mist
A hard battle fought
Sunrise overcomes fog’s faux-iron grip
Long beams light crane’s field
Happy to be set free














Dusk






The Seven Sisters (The Pleiades) over Resa’s Golden Wolf Tree

The porcupine I almost stepped on when we took Jake out on a walk after dark last night.

The Pleiades rising over the Sandias

Sand dunes in the night sky

Sunrise


Der Hund von Bosqueville



Belafonte checking out the washing machine

Loki: “I thought you washed Belafonte!”

Sunset


Dusk


The Big Dipper at 4:50 am this morning
Jake got me up to go out and hang out with Chupacabra and La Llorona in the wee hours of the morning. I got photos of the morning stars.

The Big Dipper, Orion’s Belt and Stars! Whoopee!

Dawn

Wow! Dawn makes me jump for joy!


Those colors are worth a bow


Black Cat Break
All right! A Black Cat Break!


Jake got stuck in the mosquito netting on his way out to watch the sunset.
Poor Jake! We’re jumping for him!


Woo Hoo! Look at those beautiful cranes in flight.


The Mountains are so beautiful! Look at all those towers!


Such pretty golds and oranges at dusk!

Night Sky


Spunk Art @ 5:00 AM

Mysty dawn


Coyote was doing a weird stretch this morning
We may have awakened him


That felt good!

The cranes are collecting



Silver trying to teach an early morning cat class.
Silver gave up on the cat class, and gave into the summoning sunrise.

Almost sunset

Jake: “Ah, hmm! Hey, paparazzo, when are we going back inside so you can feed me?”