Saturday, June 11, 2011
Sentiment, or, defense mechanism #3
Exactly.
Damn potsmoking hippeastrums.
I think this plant is a called a Georgia O'Keeffe.
Purple got rained.
Looped round unseen pines to grab a closer shot, little bugger scooted off.
Bet if you stare at this one while high, you'd see a whole mess of death worms in the employ of the hollow earth lizard men on orders to bring about your doom.
Posted by Randal Graves at 8:41 AM
Labels: ansel's spinning corpse, cleveland
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Ahh, lagomorph photography.
Here's a movie I took with the g12, a camera I was pushing over at BDR's place.
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Plants are gorges.
if, was about 20 feet or so from the rabbit, and that was on max zoom. I really need one of those fancy doodads you got.
ethan, plus they're much more agreeable than (most) people. Beware, though, the night of the lepus.
We had a tiny baby bunny that was sleeping every night on the doormat on the front porch, it was so cute. I did try to get a pic of it one morning as it was all cozy and sleeping but it woke up when I opened the door a little more to get the pic. I did get a picture of it standing by the bush near the porch--he didn't look happy that I woke him up from his nap.
The dandelion-free sweeps of lawn suggest a massive WIN! against the urban/suburban/exurban terrorist yellow-heads!
As to the sentiments, Stuart "Al Franken's real personality" Smalley suggests an existential emotionalist perspective: I feel, therefore I am.
Alas, scooting off when someone tries to take their picture is what little buggers always do. It's nature's cruel way of getting photographers to slip and fall into a stream, trip over a stump and break something, etc., while hurrying to get into a better position for photographing the little buggers.
This is why so many photographers stick to photographing flowers, insects, car shows and naked ladies.
love the raindrops on that green.
no fleurs du mal?
Oh! I guess I need to leave a comment. Uh, wow man, I was staring at one of your photos and suddenly I saw a whole mess of death worms in the employ of the hollow earth lizard men on orders to bring about my doom.
What a trip, Man.
nunly, cruelty to animals! For penance, leave out some food, the good stuff. Bunnies like pizza rolls, right?
karl of the österreich, our campus overlords wage an unceasing jihad against all floral interlopers.
SWA, once I get my superultrazoom, the animal kingdom won't know what hit it.
thatgirl, lucked out with that one. I can't compose worth crap.
Fleurs du mal's a state of mind, man, the whole world's une charogne.
tom, get off my lawn, you fucking hippie.
Look at your high for tomorrow, Randal.
(I mean the temperature, not whatever booze you're planning to imbibe!)
Maybe it's not quite an icy fjord, but still pretty good, considering.
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...a whole mess of death worms in the employ of the hollow earth lizard men on orders to bring about your doom.
Wasn't that a Doctor Who episode?
Made an interesting discovery today, up in Charlotte, North Carolina checking out a modern art museum with my wife and a bunch of her friends, after three bottles of a nice Spanish red wine the shit started to make sense. Who knew?
1. I can just imagine some future alien archeologist trying to translate that.
2. I thought I was hallucinating.. again.
3. It doesn't quite have the mysterious depth but I get the idea.
4. This one looks like a dragonfly picnic.
5. Pesky wabbit.
6. You'll give yourself a headache toking that grass.
Graves, you swine!
Bunnies are at the Mansion.
Regards,
Tengrain
We get to choose? I'll take defense mechanism for $100,000000, Randal Trebek.
You sure this bunny isn't related to the one in Monty Python? He doesn't nibble your bum ya know.
Run away run away!
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