The chronicles of Ruin, continued.
Call me Ishmael said....intelligence is knowing what to do when you don't know what to do.
Anonymous said... When I don't know what to do,I come here.
10 September 2009 22:59
Not much meat on them turkeys.
I only put the food out for the little bird people but like the bankers, the gulls come along and take everything.
Oh those skies! I can't think of a single painter who has made anything of northern skies. Perhaps their paints freeze over...
Impossibe to photograph, too, mr ptb, and do any justice.
A proper winter.
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