Saturday, October 30, 2010

Halloween preview, Part Two

Got to have a graveyard, right?

 Wow!  A lace curtain ghost!

And another one of those huge black spiders.

 The guy in the bubble is up to no good.

Skeletal ghouls and pirates.

Friday, October 29, 2010

Halloween preview

It's getting to be that time of year again.

Mount Vernon street in Prescott is gearing up for Halloween trick-or-treaters.

Spiders apparently are big this year.

 This house is torn between Halloween and Election Day, apparently.

In the next two days, I'll show you some of the creepier decorations.  And, as always, you should click on the individual pictures for the total effect.

Thursday, October 28, 2010


What's that out there on the South 40, Tex?

Looks like some of the "boys" comin' in for lunch.

But what's that orange thing? A hang-glider gone bad? Well, who knows.

And there's old "Lonesome Joe".

Just another day on the range.

(As always, you can click on the photos to make them larger)

Wednesday, October 27, 2010


Yesterday . . .

Today . . .


Monday, October 25, 2010

Go Army!

I have a grandson in the U.S. Army. 

This is not him.

Sunday, October 24, 2010

Arizona fauna

I spotted an Arizona Roadrunner yesterday.  This one stopped alongside the road long enough for me to take some pictures.

Here's a closer look.  

Kind of makes one wonder whether he's a roadrunner or a rocksitter.

But he's a roadrunner.  They are prevalent in this area.

Saturday, October 23, 2010

A silent movie (except for the wind)

I thought you might like to see a bit of my part of Arizona, particularly the changing sky.

Friday, October 22, 2010

Not the Arizona you've read about

Today is a dark and dreary day in the high desert country of Arizona.

 And it's wet.

Definitely not the land of eternal sunshine you've been led to believe in, is it?

Oh well, it will only be a day or two.  Then the sun will come out again.

Friday, October 15, 2010

Togetherness, at last!

Now, I'm not going to make any excuses for having three (count 'em, 3) cats living with us. But I am going to brag some when they all get together without a fight.  You see when Blackwell joined the other two, he brought consternation and a lot of spitting and growling to Jazz.  And, yes, cats can growl.  But this morning, lo and behold, all three of them were stretched out on the same bed.  I was so amazed I had to take photos.

At the foot of the bed is Muggles, with his head hanging over the edge.

 In the middle (and this is the most amazing part of this story) is Jazz.

And, at the far end . . actually the head end . . is Blackwell.  While watchful, he also seems relaxed.

It didn't last long but while it did . . it was truly amazing.

Thursday, October 14, 2010

Mag 36

The New Colossus

Not like the brazen giant of Greek fame,
With conquering limbs astride from land to land;
Here at our sea-washed, sunset gates shall stand
A mighty woman with a torch, whose flame
Is the imprisoned lightning, and her name
Mother of Exiles. From her beacon-hand
Glows world-wide welcome; her mild eyes command
The air-bridged harbor that twin cities frame.
"Keep ancient lands, your storied pomp!" cries she
With silent lips. "Give me your tired, your poor,
Your huddled masses yearning to breathe free,
The wretched refuse of your teeming shore.
Send these, the homeless, tempest-tost to me,
I lift my lamp beside the golden door!"

Unfortunately, there is no originality in my brainpan this week.  The poem was written by Emma Lazarus and is engraved on the base of the Statue of Liberty in New York harbor.
And, yes, I know it's not necessarily a golden door in the photo but a Dutch door.  So be it.
Please look at Willow's Magpie Tales page for some writers with more imagination than this unworthy scribe.

Wednesday, October 13, 2010

Blackwell's new collar

We are trying to convert Blackwell from being an outdoor cat to an indoor cat.  But that is not an easy task.  Every time a door opens, he makes a dash for it and the outer world.  So, I insisted on a collar and a tag.  He has that now as well as a bell, which he is not happy about.  But the color looks very good on him, I think.


Friday, October 8, 2010

Me and my shadow

What a grouchy looking bird!

Thursday, October 7, 2010

Mag 35

Halloween candy -

You want Hersheys?

Make it Brachs.

Like my tresses?

Ah . . .


Getting cold?

Wooly socks.

Is that a dog?

No, it's a fox.

Like my music?

Yeah, it rocks!

Turn the time back?

Fix the clocks.

Boats at anchor

Near the docks.

We’ve passed the silly season,

So what’s the silly reason?


Autumnal Equinox.


There has to be some better writing at Magpie Tales!  Go there!  Quickly!

Wednesday, October 6, 2010

Tornadoes in Arizona?

You gotta be kidding me!

Sunday, October 3, 2010

Pretty clouds at sunset

Beautiful but stormy skies.

The rain came later.

Saturday, October 2, 2010

Prescott Folk Music Festival

This weekend marked the 32nd annual Folk Music Festival at the Sharlot Hall Museum in Prescott, Arizona.

There were some older musicians on hand . . .

And some younger ones . . .

Attendees enjoyed all of the musicians and their music.

Here's a little sample from Victor Johanson.

Thursday, September 30, 2010

Mag 34

Light the light . . .

pour the wine . . .

Tonight . . .

Tonight . . .

You'll be mine!


There's more, much more, at Magpie Tales!


I don't care what George Bush (I) says.  I like broccoli!

The Mighty Gardener

I thought you might like to see some of the produce which came from my gardening this summer.


Well . . . so they're not very big.

Monday, September 27, 2010

Sunday, September 26, 2010


The BRD has been out of town for a few days so SWMBO has been house sitting her cats and her dog.  Today, after I went over and took SWMBO and myself to breakfast, I agreed to take the effusive Wrigley to the dog park.  He was thrilled.

 So we got there but most of the other dogs weren't paying much attention to him.  He sort of had the look of "Hey, guys, can't I play?"

But he didn't let that get him down for long and besides those guys looked kind of big and sprightly.  So he just began exploring the park by himself for awhile.

Until a newcomer discovered him.

That seemed to make him happy so his trip to the dog park was a success!

Friday, September 24, 2010

The moon is full

Couldn't resist it.