Monday’s Music On A Sunday Evening

WARNING! Psychodilic features a Psycho Kitty, a Western Diamondback Rattlesnake, a Black Mamba, and colorful psychedelic patterns and holes that move in a regular, irregular fashion. The lyrics are nonsensical, as well. If you have tendencies toward Ailurophobia Psychopathesis (Fear of Psychopathic Cats), Ophidiophobia (Fear of Snakes), Trypophobia (Fear of clustered patterns of irregular holes), or Emetophobia (fear of vomiting), you might want to take a pass on viewing the above music video, and simply enjoy the photo of the sunset below.

Psychodelic
Lyrics and Music by Timothy Price

[Chorus]
Psycho Kitty
Psycho Kitty

Spunk Kitty
La la la la
Spunk Kitty
La la la la
Spunk Kitty
La la la la
Spunk Kitty
La la la la
Spunk Kitty
La la la la
Spunk Kitty
La la la la

Psycho Kitty
Psycho Kitty

[Verses]
Psycho kitty drives me crazy
Psycho colors are so hazy
Psychopathic’s normal say
How can we live this way

Psycho kitty drives me crazy
Psycho-spastic, I’m not lazy
Psychopathy’s here to stay
How can we live this way

Shaking like a rattlesnake
I don’t even hesitate
Feeling how it resonates
I bite the viper’s tongue

Shaking like a rattlesnake
You know I hallucinate
How it makes me salivate
I bite the viper’s tongue

[chorus]
Psycho Kitty
Psycho Kitty

Spunk Kitty
La la la la
Spunk Kitty
La la la la
Spunk Kitty
La la la la
Spunk Kitty
La la la la
Spunk Kitty
La la la la
Spunk Kitty
La la la la

Psycho Kitty
Psycho Kitty

[Bridge]
See, Black Mambas are
biting on my legs
I’m still alive how can that be
Their snaky licks, oh, how they tickle
Keep your fangs to yourself
I don’t want to die this way

Psycho Kitty
Psycho Kitty

[Guitar Solo]

Psycho Kitty
Psycho Kitty

[Verses]
Psycho kitty drives me crazy
Psycho colors are so hazy
Psychopathic’s normal say
How can we live this way

Psycho kitty drives me crazy
Psycho-spastic, I’m not lazy
Psychopathy’s here to stay
How can we live this way

Shaking like a rattlesnake
I don’t even hesitate
Feeling how it resonates
I bite the viper’s tongue

Shaking like a rattlesnake
You know I hallucinate
How it makes me salivate
I bite the viper’s tongue

[Chorus/Outro]
Psycho Kitty
Psycho Kitty

Spunk Kitty
La la la la
Spunk Kitty
La la la la
Spunk Kitty
La la la la
Spunk Kitty
La la la la
Spunk Kitty
La la la la
Spunk Kitty
La la la la

Psycho Kitty

A Morning Song & Moutain Chickadee

Resa’s Tree was having a wild hair day at dawn.

Towhee singing a morning song.

A Mountain Chickadee made a quick stop on the garden cart. I barely got in two shots edgewise.

Butterfly on Brian’s favorite flower.

Lady Banks. Our first rose to bloom.

Contrails at dusk disturbed the ghosts, who went plasmatic on me.

Venus and Sliver Moon in western sky. Clouds, contrails, and stars in southern sky. Stars over luminous cottonwoods in northern sky.

Resa’s Tree blowing off steam after having wild hair at dawn.

Hmmm! Temperatures aligned.

Once In A Lifetime

Once in a lifetime
Pulled over for the photo
Owls cute as always

Osric Owl’s outlook

Nora Owl and the youngest owlet.

Nora Owl looking at the sunset. The owlets looking at the pesky paparazzo.

The sunset Nora Owl was looking at.

A Noble Beast

I was out visiting with Osric and Nora Owls (the owlets pretty much ignored me) when I saw two coyotes on the top of the levee and six or more on the lower part of the levee on the other side of the ditches running at top speed. I was trying to catch the action through the trees when this coyote stopped like, “Whoa! Paparazzo on the prowl. I better look my best!” She stopped and gave me her best noble beast look. Then I saw a couple on the top of the levee and yelled over to them and asked if they had seen the coyotes. They said one coyote ran out of the clearwater ditch, and then eight coyotes started chasing it like they were trying to kill it. I thought the coyote that was in the ditch might have caught something, and the others wanted to take it from him. Ms. Noble Beast doesn’t look like she’s been missing many meals.

Osric Owl snoozed behind a tangle and then enjoyed the sunset.

Nora Owl gave me a squint like Clint! “Is that Bazooka going to make me look fat?”

Eye of Owlet

Psst! Don’t look now, but there’s that stupid paparazzo on the ditch bank again.

As I was heading home, I heard my name being called. One of the Alpacas had its head stuck in the fence. I walked back, and sure enough, there was one of the Alpacas with its head through one of the wire squares in the fence, looking very stuck and rather sad. We tried to help the Alpaca get his head back through the fence, and as we pushed back, he pushed forward. He was stubborn. Meanwhile, two coyotes were on the top of the levee watching our goings-on with great interest. After we stretched the wire apart as much as possible, we gave up, stood back on the ditch bank, and watched the Alpaca. After a few minutes of not getting any more attention, it pulled its head back through the wire. I think it was acting stuck to get attention.

While we were talking, Osric flew over into the bosque, and I grabbed this shot of him.

By the time I got back to our property after all the ditch bank drama, it was dark. I got a shot of Venus and The Pleiades with my 70-200mm zoom lens. Venus and The Pleiades are too far apart to get them in the frame with the Bazooka.