Got Comet?

Full Moon behind clouds and Resa’s Tree

I tried to get the Tsuchinshan-ATLAS comet the last few nights. It should have been in the top third, just right of center, but I could only see a few stars and wormy-looking clouds.

Letting sleeping cats lie

We’ve had a lot of wind the past few days—ripply water on the Rio Grande.

Sunset

Late breaking news. As Tristan was leaving tonight, she noticed “fireworks” to the north of us. The fireworks were the wind blowing the neighbor’s tree branches in the powerlines, causing them to arc. I called the fire department, and they sent three fire trucks to check it out. The wind died down by the time the fire department arrived, so they didn’t get to see the show, but they could see where the branches had been arcing on the powerlines. The power company is supposed to come out after they finish restoring a power outage and trim back the branches.

Wind & Cats

The wind blew away the color this morning

Silver: “Hey, Loki! Loki, Loki, Loki, Loki, Loki, Loki! Hey, Loki! Hey, Loki! Hey, Loki! Hey, Loki! Loki, Loki, Loki, Loki, Loki, Loki!”

Glenda, Spunk, Silver, and Loki waiting for Gwendolyn.

Gwendolyn: “Okay! Here I am! The Jugger Not Band meeting can begin!”

“Well? Well?”

“Calling a Jugger Not Band meeting to order is like herding cats!”

Sasha sacked out

Dusty

The forecast was for rain between 2:00 am and 5:00 am, clearing after sunrise with winds in the afternoon. They got the clearing after sunrise and winds right. We didn’t get a drop of rain that I could tell. On my way home at 4:15 pm, the dust made clouds that obscured the sun.

Outdoing the Devil

Mother Nature as a way of putting the Devil to shame with her destructive energy. High winds did in our canopy cover, while the air quality index went beyond Biblical proportions, up to a very hazardous 867. It was 699 when I left the office, and I’m sure it was 666 and some point today. You might have guessed that his weekend I will be putting a new cover on the canopy.

Spider in the Wind

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This tiny spider was hanging on in the wind at the area we call “the beach” along the Rio Grande. Other than parts of her web glistening in the sunshine as they were whipped by the wind, the spider didn’t seem to have anything to hold on to.

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Tail Wind

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As we continue our adventures on the Rhône delta, a cyclist was riding down the the beach at the same time we were driving down. With the nice tail wind, we was able to ride the speed limit all the way to the beach. He was from Switzerland and was riding his bike across southern France on his way to Spain.

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