Friday, August 28, 2009

And that's jazz!

This is a big weekend for jazz aficionados in Prescott. It's the annual Jazz Summit, three days of performances by a number of jazz artists. Today at noon the BRD and I took in the first event - a free performance by a number of the artists at the Courthouse Square.

There was a tune from one of the headliners of the event - noted vocalist Toni Tennille, currently a Prescott resident.

And Prescott's mayor Jack Wilson (at least for a few more days) got into the act showing off his fairly accomplished dancing with a couple of partners.

It was a warm day but under the trees on the square, just a perfect excuse to kick off one's shoes and wriggle your toes in the cool green grass.

Thursday, August 27, 2009

HEY! that HAY!

Wednesday, August 26, 2009

The Prescott Way

Hey, where the angry, raging multitudes?

When Wal-Mart, and then Lowe's, and before them the Gateway Mall, were being built, there was such outrage from the local citizenry about how the mountains were being "scalped" that it even forced a result in a mayoral election. But the same thing is happening again, on the north side of town, and I've heard or read nothing of similar dudgeon. So let me be the one to call it to attention and let the firebrands rage on. This is Centerpoint West, alongside Highway 89-A.

Pretty, isn't it?


Don't be confused. That title has nothing to do with buggery. It is simply a nasty little word that describes . . though not well . . what we bloggers are doing.

As I have noted on other occasions the black dog of depression about this practice does roll around from time to time. One grows weary of trying to come up with something original or inspirational or funny or whatever every damned day. If you're like me, you take small vacations from bloggery to rest and refill the mind.

But why am I trying to explain this malady when a lady of extreme talent has just done it for me. I refer, of course, to the legendary Lucy Kempton of Brittany. Read her thoughts here.

You'll enjoy it. She's a treasure.

Tuesday, August 25, 2009

Oh boy, another award!

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That Twisted Sister, Dawn, who escaped destruction this weekend by Hurricane Bill, has passed on another award which originated with Annie from A Nice Place in the Sun.

I'm passing it on to whoever wants it! You all cheer me up each and every day.

You can read more about the award as well as link to it at Annie's site above. Enjoy!

Rain for Julie

This was the sky over Glassford Hill this morning, looking from Prescott Valley toward Prescott.

It's looking more and more likely that today there may finally be some substantial rain. Nothing would be better for Julie, aka Granny J. Every time I post some photos of our beautiful clouds in the sky, she grouses along the lines of "So where is the #@&**#! rain?" So I'm hoping that today she'll get something like this in her area.
There's nothing like a summer rain to take the heat off things here in Arizona. So, come on Tlaloc , do your thing. Do it for Julie!


Shortly after writing that I had to drive over to Prescott. As I got into the north end of town it began to rain and it came down so hard there were a couple of vehicles pulled off to the side of the road to wait it out.

Here are a couple of shots I took out the side window and the windshield while stopped at a light.

So you can see the rains have come to Prescott.

But wait!

I said this was the north end of town and Julie lives in central Prescott. The closer I got to her neighborhood, heading south into town, the sunnier and drier it became. I don't think she got more than a few drops of rain. But the weather is still roiling around so maybe she'll get some this afternoon.

Monday, August 24, 2009

The facts - in black and white

You will recall that the BRD lost one of her cats recently. The snow white and blue eyed Emma just disappeared one night and never returned. This is a picture of her visiting our house about 7 years ago. She was shy around us but still bookish.

Well, I knew it wouldn't be long. Not with the animal loving BRD. Her other cat, Sheba, has apparently settled with the loss of Emma or maybe, as I guess cats do, just forgot her after a few days. But one cat just isn't good enough. They are pretty social creatures and they need companionship of their own species. So . . . allow me to introduce the decidedly un-white Jet.

He is about 9 months old and is totally black except for a small smidgeon of white under his chin.
The BRD says he is very friendly and completely unafraid of anything. Still . . . we're hoping she'll keep him an inside cat.

Clouds..and more

Today was one of those days when I was glad I had my camera with me. It began when I spotted the clouds over Granite Mountain.

From there it was just one shot after another of this near perfect blue sky day with clouds and even occasional raindrops.

That's a bit of Willow Lake in the lower left of the photo above.

The only way I can imagine would be better than watching these clouds from the ground would be as a bird on high soaring among them.

If you would like to know more . . . much more . . . about clouds, check out this remarkable site.

Saturday, August 22, 2009

The Adventures of Smoke

I haven't shown you Smoke for awhile after taking him away from my banner (above). So this morning I snapped a few photos in our back yard.

Smoke really does like his picture taken although he looks a bit unsure of it in this photo. The next one shows him in all his glory surveying his world.

A bit later, as we were both resting from this photo session, a dove dropped down for a quick drink at our bird bath. (You can see him better if you click on the photo.)

Smoke noticed him too and thought about trying to catch him.

But the bird flew away, which was just as well. We don't need dove guts and feathers scattered around the yard. And besides. Smoke was really needing a nap.

Friday, August 21, 2009

Cats and Dogs

These were among a group sent to me by Mick back in Indiana. They're easier to see if you click on them.

Just to let you know I'm not solely a cat person, here's one of dogs. And I know the last word is misspelled but I was unable to correct it. Go with the thought.

I'm not writing or photographing today. But I do have some links for you.

Dawn, over at Twisted Sister has a great video about cats and catnip.

And Tombo, at Tombo's Blog has a short but amazing video of a huge pod of dolphins.

Check 'em out. And tell 'em Catalyst sent you!

Wednesday, August 19, 2009

Home on the Range

Local critters, right in the heart of my town.

" Look, it's hot, we're resting and we're not getting up to pose for your stupid camera! And you can knock off that ti-yi-yippee-yippee-yay crap, too!"

"Yeah, I am the boss around here and if wasn't for this barbed wire fence, you'd know that for sure!"
(Photos expand if you click on them.)

Tuesday, August 18, 2009

Hot and cool

It is 4 o'clock in the afternoon and 96 degrees Fahrenheit where I live. Don't tell me about Phoenix or how low the humidity is here. That's still just too damned hot.

So I went in search of some photos that might make me at least feel cooler.

The next two are shot over a fence at Mountain Valley Splash, the local public swimming pool.

There! I don't know about you but I feel cooler!

Thursday, August 13, 2009

Emma, Emma, where have you gone?

Emma is a white cat, with blue eyes.

She belonged to the BRD.

A day or so ago, she was lying on an outdoor couch on the patio. Then she disappeared.

Cats do that sometimes.

Sometimes they feel ill and go off to a dark corner to either heal themselves or to die.

Sometimes they wander off to an open field and become "coyote candy".

Sometimes, they just come home . . . asking "what's for dinner?" and offering no explanation of where they've been.

The BRD is heartbroken. Emma had been with her for many years. We share her sadness.

So . . if you've seen Emma around your neighborhood, tell her to go home.

This photo is not of Emma but it looks like her.

Tuesday, August 11, 2009

Just visiting

Goldie stopped by for a visit this morning and to take time to sniff the petunias.

That job done, the sun was getting warm so he sought out a shady spot to rest.

"I'm ready for my close-up now, Mr. Demille."

Monday, August 10, 2009

Hens and chickens


"There's a fine golden haze on the meadow..."

But wait! This isn't Oklahoma and that haze off toward Mingus Mountain isn't golden. It's wood smoke.

There's a 400 acre fire burning up on top of the mountain, in the Prescott National Forest. Forest Service officials have been letting the fire burn as it is in a region marked for treatment, i.e. controlled burning.

Meantime, as a former colleague of mine used to write in any story about forest fires . . . "smoke will settle in low-lying areas as temperatures cool after sundown."

Thursday, August 6, 2009


( As always, they're better if you click on the photos to blow them up.)