Drama at Duskfall

Redwing Blackbirds

Willa-Cat-Her pussyfootin’ across our property.

Wile E. Coyote left Wile Etta Coyote behind.

What is Osric Owl looking at?

A pesky Cooper’s Hawk chattering at him like a monkey.

Nora Owl peers out from her nest.

Osric Owl keeping an eye out and hooting a status report.

Mark 5

Lyrics by Timothy Price adapted from Mark 5. Music by Timothy Price

After posting Legion last week, I decided to make a song out of Mark 5:1-18, which is the story of a man possessed by many demons who confronts Jesus. Jesus asks the man his name, and he answers, “My name is Legion, for we are many!” Legion asked Jesus not to send them out of the area or “into the abyss.” (Luke 8:31). Jesus allowed the demons to go to a herd of pigs. The herd runs into the lake and drowns. The people ask Jesus to leave. The man wants to go with Jesus, but Jesus does not let him.

1) Threatening Rain. 2) Rain. 3) Clear.

    We got .31 inches of rain today. No Fooling!

    Mark 5
    Lyrics by Timothy Price adapted from Mark 5:1-18
    Music by Timothy Price

    [Chorus]
    My name is Legion
    For we are many
    My name is Legion
    For we are many
    My name is Legion
    For we are many
    Please don’t send us into the Abyss

    [Verse 1]
    He was crazed, he was naked, and he lived among the dead
    No chains could bind him, and he broke them like they were his bread
    When he saw Jesus, he down fell to his knees
    “Oh, Son of the Most High God! Please don’t torture me!”

    [Chorus]

    [Verse 2]
    On a hillside nearby where pigs were in ecesis
    “Send us into the pigs!” The demons asked and begged of Jesus
    He gave them permission, and the man he was unbound
    Two thousand pigs rushed to the lake, where they were drowned.

    [Chorus]

    [Verse 3]
    When the people came to Jesus, they did not expect to find
    The man sitting there, fully dressed and in his right mind
    What happened to the man and pigs gave them much to fear
    They plead with Jesus, “Man! Please, go and get out of here!”

    [Chorus]

    [Bridge]
    Jesus stepped in the boat, the man begged to go with him
    Jesus did not let him, “Go home and tell how much the Lord has done for you”
    So the man went away and told in the Decapolis how much Jesus had done for him.
    All the people were amazed.

    [Outro]
    Guitar solo

    Cheez Almost Gone

    “Ah! Hmm! Papa Ratzo! Are you like dense or something? Can’t YOU see the CHEEZ is COVERED?”

    Loki: “It looks like a wee bit of Cheez. It stinks like an Old wee bit of Cheez. It’s dry like an Old wee bit of Cheez…”

    Loki: “I think the stupid, clueless Papa Ratzo duped us with a piddling amount of cheez! I’m outta here!”

    Silver: “Wait! Loki! You’re leaving me to deal with the stupid, clueless Papa Ratzo and a piddling amount of dry, stinky Cheez?”

    Cats: “Are you ILL il Papa Ratzo? Did you not learn anything from the CHEEZ incident earlier?”

    Paparazzo: “I just topped off the jug and blessed it! What else do you want me to do?”

    Cats: “You need to ask? You are more clueless than we thought!”

    Where’s Nora?

    Almost Worm Moon setting at dawn. The full moon is tonight, but it’s blocked by clouds at the moment.

    Can you find Nora Owl?

    Is that a stupid paparazzo standing on the ditch bank pointing a bazooka at us?

    Psst! Don’t look now, but there’s a stupid paparazzo shooting us with a bazooka!

    Kiss me, you fool!

    Umph! Mo motos mit ma moth mull!

    We had intermittent storms with icy winds this afternoon. The wind was biting when I walked down to check on Nora.

    Sunset

    Where’s The Cheez?

    Wind blew the color away at dawn

    What’s a matter you, Paparazzo? Where’s the stinking cheeeezzzz, already?

    Silver: “So, Loki? Do you think the stupid Paparazzo put the cheez in this thing?” Loki: “I don’t see no stinking Cheez dish or smell no stinking Cheez! But I suppose there could be Cheez in that there thingamagig. But I’m tellin’ you Sliver, Cheez or no Cheez, I smell a stinking rat of a Paparazzo!”

    Silver: “So that is what I was smelling? Un RATTO puzzolente di paparazzo!! He’s probably hiding the Cheez for himself”

    Mable: “Hey, puzzolente ratto di paparazzo! How do I open this thing and get to the Cheez?”

    Sasha: “Who cares about stinky old Cheez when you can be on the cutting edge?”

    A colorful sunset defied the wind.

    Duck Daze Wood

    Contrail Cross

    Some of you might remember that three years ago to the day, I posted Wood Dack Daze with a music video. Today, I give you Wood Ducks without a music video (I feel sighs of relief).

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    Ducks at dusk

    The Big Dipper are 9:30 PM and 6:00 AM

    Orian and company at 9:30 PM and stars at 6:00 AM

    Bridge and clouds taken on my ride this evening.

    A little color at sunset

    The Stragglers

    Dawn

    Noon

    Afternoon

    Bloomin’ Blooms

    No cranes

    A lone crane flew in

    Can you find the lone crane in this photo?

    It’s on the rocks!

    No red on the Sandias tonight

    A gang of scrawny-looking teenagers at Fourth of July Point. They probably fell behind and were left on their own to make their way north.

    Five cranes flew over the teenage crane’s cuckoo’s nest

    Sunset

    pTerodactyl in the Twilight