[ Major Tom, a big grey tabby wearing a black harness, is standing on the van’s front passenger seat, looking out the window. Loiosh, an orange tabby, is meatloafed on the seat, and Tom is almost standing on Loiosh’s head. ]
They look so eager!
Well. Tom looks eager. Loiosh looks like Tom could maybe not stand on his face.
[ Major Tom, a big grey tabby, is sitting on an old door with green spraypaint applied to it in a random manner. The ground under it is covered in snow. Tom has his eyes mostly closed & is visibly Very Pleased about something. ]
[ Yes, it’s the same interior wall I’ve been working on for … a while now. The section closest to the camera is entirely unfinished, & the part beyond that has wall boards about halfway up. ]
[ Major Tom, a big grey tabby, is standing on my bed, squinting up at the camera. Spread out on the bed in front of him is a pile of stuff — bags of beads, shells, stickers, a bag of cat treats, & more beads. ]
It was a good mail day, but I’m not sure Tom agrees.
But LOOK at all the Stuff I got! Presents from two different friends! Not even for my birthday, but just in time anyways.
[ A view of the lake, sun shining on the wind-ruffled water; the far side of the lake, to the right, is iced over. To the left is the shore, mostly rocks with some low dry scrub. ]
[ An oblong boot print in otherwise-untouched snow. The design isn’t very clear but there’s a tipi in there. ]
Not that I managed many pictures of the big rocks without cats standing on em, but here’s my bootprint in the snow. Manitobah Mukluks leave EXCELLENT prints.
[ A view from a height, over a broad plain covered in low brown grass. The lake peeks out from behind a bit of a hill to the right, & beyond it are higher rolling hills capped with sparse evergreens. ]
I haven’t been able to get the boys out very often, between the Giftmas rush & the cold, but last Wednesday it got up into the 60s, & I stuffed the lot of us into the van & headed for the lake.
[ The edge of the lake; the shore is made up of small rocks. The water is in motion, each wrinkle on the surface highlighted in the sunlight. ]
The sound of the wavelets running up onto the pebbled beach was SO relaxing. I love the sound of water & I haven’t been able to spend near as much time as I’d like where I can hear it. I’ll be going down to the lake as long as the weather allows.
[ In the foreground, a couple of pine trees & about twenty feet of rock-covered ground. Beyond that, the view opens up, looking down onto dense forest with blue sky above. ]
It was SUCH a gorgeous spot. I wish the road to get there weren’t so rough — Tom had Opinions about it, & tbh so did I. Worth it, though.
[ Bright yellow many-petalled flowers on tall green stalks ]
Venus Park, if you take a quick look at it from the road, is a large, rectangular area of green grass that’s obvious watered on the regular, surrounded by brown, scrubby land that’s pretty typical of New Mexico.
Couple days ago I took the boys off into the woods for the day, which was a Very Excellent Decision & which I need to do more often. I gathered SEVERAL ounces of piñon resin & a random bone, & when I came back to the pile later, a tree had added half a pinecone.
… or spikiness, as the case may be. But even the spiky can be beautiful.
I knew this flower as Indian Paintbrush but it occurred to me that 1) probably the name is kind of racist & 2) probably the people who lived here first have another name for it so I went looking. The Dine name, it turns out, is Dahiitįį́hídą́ą́’tsoh & you may click on it for the pronunciation. I will need to listen to it a BUNCH more times before I’m willing to give it a try on my own, but putting in the effort seems only appropriate.
Anyway, they’re really gorgeous. & it turns out the flowers are edible!
We walked out to the Grandmother Piñon. I wish we’d been able to get a decent picture to show how truly HUGE she is, but, alas. She is old, though, & strong, & beautiful.
Her limbs house colonies of symbiotic lichens …
… & she drips with piñon resin. I took some from the trees around her, carefully, but I left hers alone.
I will SO VERY be going out there again, to sit & rest under her branches.
& maybe next time I’ll manage a decent picture.
(all photos by Inoru, who did just fine, Grandmother Piñon is just too big)
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