A place for my photos and thoughts and stuff.
“Be that word our sign of parting, bird or fiend!” I shrieked, upstarting—
“Get thee back into the tempest and the Night’s Plutonian shore!
Leave no black plume as a token of that lie thy soul hath spoken!
Leave my loneliness unbroken!—quit the bust above my door!
Take thy beak from out my heart, and take thy form from off my door!”
Quoth the Raven “Nevermore.”
And that’s it. No kidding. Good-looking leaf, though.
What? Have you not seen good vibes spread like this before?
So…what’s it all about, Alfie?
…with a couple of perfect Kentucky Derby roses! They weren’t omens or anything, because in spite of my month of studying, my handicapping most definitely did not come up smelling like a rose.
I love how the scooper is backing away as if the dog is about to produce a buttload of nuclear waste.
No judgment. I’ve been there.
AKA, the Newport Beach Civic Center Park.
Birdman by Steven L. Rieman. The “wing” structures are supposed to move, but they didn’t catch a breeze that morning. Looks kind of angelic to me. I like it!
(X)ofmanychildren by Roberto Visani. Are the figures smooching, or back to back? I like it!
Scorpion by Colin Selig. Why an angry scorpion? What couldn’t it have been a scorpion in a good mood? Pass.
Bunnyhenge escapee…
A Novel Idea by Craig Gray. Too bad you can’t sit on it like a real bench.
Prey by Mr. and Mrs. Ferguson. Mr. and Mrs. F covered this entire thing in coins. I kid you not. It’s made of money.
The immortal and iconic Bunnyhenge.
David by Miggy Buck. Perhaps “cankles” would have been a better name, not that I’m anyone to judge.
Talking Heads by Oleg Lobykin. Shiny! I like it!
Alfie loves nothing more than soaking up local culture, ‘cuz she’s sophisticated like that.