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.
Not much meat on them turkeys.
ReplyDeleteI only put the food out for the little bird people but like the bankers, the gulls come along and take everything.
ReplyDeleteOh those skies! I can't think of a single painter who has made anything of northern skies. Perhaps their paints freeze over...
ReplyDeleteImpossibe to photograph, too, mr ptb, and do any justice.
ReplyDeleteA proper winter.
ReplyDelete