
Spunk checking out Najar, who's the black blob hiding behind the tree branch. Evidence of kitty traffic on the steps into the catio, and a view of the snow in the yard.



Continuing my grid series, we got snow yesterday — it only took me two and a half hours to get home from the office last night.


I got my personal best time for climbing the 16 floors yesterday. We picked up some new products — pre-catted paper towels and pre-bagged black cat. The card in the foreground of the last photo is one of Susan Graham's photo cards.





I've been developing and printing B&W photos, and experimenting with different developers and between using a cold light head and a condenser head on the enlarger. There is a difference in the tonalities between the different developers and enlarger heads, but they are subtle and difficult to see in photos of the photos.







This orchid I got for my birthday in October has shed all it's flowers but this one.





Status on the Imperial Building project in downtown Albuquerque on Friday afternoon, February 23, 2015.





Count Spunkula (thanks for the name upgrade Lavinia!) in the catio looking out.





Spunk basking in the moonlight. The crescent moon at 6:10 am on 16 February 2015. The clouds at dawn at 6:45 am on 16 February 2015.



I went out at 6:00 am on 15 February 2015 to get photos of the waning crescent moon. A couple of weeks ago, Lavinia requested I get a photo of the moon in its waning crescent phase. I also went out at 4:30 am on Friday the 13th (last photo), and then at 5:30 am Saturday the 14th (second to the last photo). The sky was perfectly clear on Friday and Saturday mornings, but there was a light cloud cover on Sunday morning, which made it difficult to get a clear shot of the thinner crescent moon. On the other hand, the clouds added a little more interest than a crescent moon suspended in black.
Spunk thought I was really silly to be standing outside in my underwear in the wee hours of the morning with sub-freezing temperatures in the mid 20's. He hung on the wire in the catio and meowed at me the whole time I was photographing the moon. When I started to walk back inside, he flew through the catio's kitty door, and I could hear him losing traction on the parquet floor as he ran around to meet me as I walked back into the sunroom. He rubbed on my legs as I walked to the kitchen counter to put my camera down, and then he made me pick him up and hold him for a few minutes.








With temperatures in the low 70's, I worked on revamping watering systems in the garden, and cutting dead canes out of rose bushes. I also finally started digging a trench to extend a water line to the north side of the property under a cottonwood, by the power pole.

