Venus over Resa’s Wolf Tree at dawn
Corn Moon over lightpost at dawn
A wall of rain that never reached us
Lighting was getting close
Loki: “Impresive lightning, Paparazzo. Where’s the storm? Where’s the rain?”
Paparazzo: The storm and rain seems to have Petered out before it got to us.
Loki: “That Peter god, or whoever he is, needs to ‘Man Up’ and start peeing on us!”
Paparazzo: “I love your cat logic, Loki!’
Lately, when I write a song, I make a version of the music for me and a version for Teagan. Teagan’s version of The Storm is difficult because it has a wide vocal range and requires a powerful voice. Teagan nailed the range with her powerful vocals.
The Storm
by Timothy Price
[Verse 1]
Riding on the edge of night
Rainbow storms play on left
Sun shines on the right
[Chorus]
Light bounces off gray clouds
Shadows cling to the ground
Dead trees stare at useless rain
Much too late to ease the pain
[Verse 2]
Standing against the wind
Vultures circle overhead
Wishing my demise
[Bridge]
Angels ride
On lightning bolts
The gods argue
Their thunder rolls
Primary colors
Come undone
Trying to calm
The violence
Of the sun
[Outro]
Light bounces off gray clouds
Shadows cling to the ground
Dead trees stare at useless rain
Much too late to ease the pain
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.
Venus and stars at dawn
Sirius at the bottom left. Jupiter at the top right at dawn.
Stars through thin clouds at 10:30 PM.
Day Breaker Rose
A Hawk was “riding the storm out” on top of a tree while I was “outriding the storm” on my Black Beauty Bosque bike.
Sunset
Under this mound lies a big, big man, Big John.
Dawn
Afternoon storm
Riding the storm out
Moon vortex
Dusk
Dawn
NE view of the Rio Grande on Wednesday evening. NE view of the Rio Grande this morning.
SE view of the Rio Grande on Wednesday evening. SE view of the Rio Grande this morning.
A beaver up and out at dawn.
Bunning through the fence.
Shots of the Bunny
pTerodactyl at dawn.
Spunk is a Cat Tree hugger.
We got a really violent thunderstorm this afternoon. The wind was strong, driving the rain sideways, and the visibility was low. The weather station recorded the event as producing 0.95 inches of rain. The wind-driven rain got almost everything on the deck wet.
The clouds right after the thunderstorm. Views looking east and west.
The clouds at 7:30 pm. Views looking east and west.
8:11 pm (official sunset). Views looking east and west.
Clouds were building up in the late afternoon. We got a fifteen-minute gully washer at 6:40 pm. Turn up the volume on the video and listen to the rain.
The sky 40 minutes before the storm looking east, west and southeast.
A tiny rainbow before the storm
Fido blowing in the wind in Saturn on the Rio Grande.
We got lots of rain today as promised by the forecast.
A slight break in the weather about 30 minutes after I got all wet carrying groceries from the store to the car and then from the car into the house in the pouring rain. Les choses sont contre nous!
Another birthday. Thankful to celebrate after all that’s passed.
Await the storm. A promise of rain. A promise of snow. Perfect present for dry times.
Wasp searches. Bee behind.
Birds look to the sky. Anticipation.
Candles out. Wishes made.
Off Center & Not Even 