[ Loiosh, an orange tabby wearing a green harness, is laying at his ease on a concrete patio. His leash, also green, is draped decoratively around him, and his eyes are mostly squinted shut. ]
Friday the weather was decent & Loiosh was a WIGGLEBUTT, so I took him along to Gallup for a wander. We didn’t run into a lot of people, alas, but he did get some pets, & I got a bunch of pictures of Gallup. Continue reading cats: mostly Gallup edition
[ A grove of tall Ponderosa pines, rising over ground covered in pine needles. The sun peeks through the trees to the upper right, and sunbeams pierce the air. ]
I don’t know how to express how good it was to be back in the woods. I don’t … have the words for it, for the restful shade of the pines, the resinous scent of the air, the tiny, near-inaudible chuckle of water. The rustle of reeds & needles, the cry of a raven circling above.
… yeah okay I guess that was some words. Continue reading small beauties: trees, water, & poky things edition
[ An orange tabby wearing a green harness stands on a couple of rocks roughly his size, body facing the camera but head turned to gaze up to the left. ]
Loiosh welcomed the chance to employ some Dramatical Posing. Continue reading cats: tall trees edition
[ Loiosh, an orange tabby wearing a green harness, is sniffing at the base of a Ponderosa pine. The bottom three feet or so of the bark is lightly charred. ]
Two days ago I FINALLY managed to do Woods Day. Y’all, I need to prioritize Woods Day more, because I needed that BAD. Spending a day outside working on Tyrava is good, mind you, but Woods Day is, apparently, more necessary.
I found us a new spot again — managed to find a bit of creek that had water in it! — & it turns out there’d been fire on the slope above. I didn’t see any signs of heavy equipment, so it must’ve burned out on its own. There was a whole glade of trees that had burned some but not much — the one in the picture above only lost a layer or two of bark, & is otherwise doing fine. This is why Ponderosa pines have that layered puzzle-piece bark! Continue reading small beauties: fire & ash edition
[ 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. Continue reading not actually hiking
[ 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. ]
Dramatical Posing! Continue reading sniff sniff SNOOOOOOOOOOOOORT
How it started:
[ 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. ]
How it’s going: Continue reading so much wall
[ Snow caught in green pinyon needles. ]
I really gotta get me & the camera out more often when the snow is still fresh. Continue reading small beauties, snow edition
[ Major Tom, a big grey tabby, seen from behind, looking out the front door. There’s a lot of snow out there & he’s having Opinions about that; his tail is caught mid-lash. ]
I will freely admit that I was FAR more excited about the snow than the boys were. But Tom did, eventually, go outside. Continue reading snow day!
[ Loiosh, an orange tabby wearing a green harness, stands near the base of a pinyon pine. The sun shines through the branches, and a single ray of sunshine is visible, angling down from the upper right corner of the picture and across Loiosh’s face. ]
The colder it gets, the harder it is to get the boys out for the afternoon, so I’ve been taking them out for little wanders in the back yard more often. I’m also trying to remind Loiosh that me putting the harness on him means he gets to DO something, while trying to avoid having to chase him down to put it on, which has been happening too often lately. When he’s gotta go to the vet, he’s stuck with it, but other that that … I wanna balance getting him out of the house, which he needs, with giving him the agency to decide when he doesn’t want to, which he also needs.
He didn’t want to let me put the harness on him right away, today, so I went outside for a bit on my own (& happened to get good pictures of the new tins for the incense ingredients, yay!), but when I stuck my head back in the door after that, he was like ‘I would PREFER to go outside NAKED but if I have to wear that THING, well, I GUESS’. Continue reading a winter’s stroll
