I always feel like Rockwell.
Why should shrooms monopolize fairy rings?
Stop following me.
You too.
Vertigo.
Lilliputian.
OH MY GOD BEAR ATE OUR FOOD HOW CAN THAT BE?
Serene.
Goopy.
Peekaboo.
Lake Erie Monster, fossilized.
Cut it out.
Boom stick.
Archy --
& Pothead.
Pretty ceiling.
I think I shall never see
hey, Sideshow Bob's a tree
Betcha can't find me --
-- if I hide way down here.
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Gorgeous photos Randal! Did you get a new camera? I'm always amazed that you can get these great shots with your supposed "crap camera".
Had to embiggen the Peekaboo shot to see what was in there. ;)
((Hugs))
Laura
Pothead?
No wonder he was always going on about those burgers...
~
laura, because I don't post the dozens upon dozens of shots that are more blurry than the vision of a drunk with cataracts.
if, Betty's not here, man.
these are lovely, homie. Viva Parmastan.
Darkthroning!!! Wait. Aren't you s'posed to be working? Or at least watching the great South American/Spaniard PK fiasco of 2012?
Nonetheless, you, sir, are a Darkthroning Champion! Thus, your soundtrack.
Have a Heineken on me.
I thought I was here but maybe not. Maybe I'm over there or maybe not.
Okay I'll fess up I'm back as long as geeks don't get in my way.
Is that a Zen moment or what?
Gorgeous photos Randal! They remind me of the Robert Frost poem, "Spring Pools."
(I need to figure out how to use a camera .... first on my to-do list: figure out what a damn F Stop is ... not a subway station in Brooklyn? Then fugeddaboutdit!)
You take much better pictures than I do. Nice scenery there :)
duchess, the best location in the nation if all the other locations in the nation get nuked.
jim, Tuesdays are always chaperoning, darkthroning, then sitting on my ass until I jumped up to yell at Special Jose and his minions, and you sir, are a diabolical bastard.
demeur, who are you again?
anita, just be careful that you don't fall off a clef.
life, you all like these way more than I do. The checks are in the mail.
Nice pictures.
The bears ate your food? Down here its racoons, sorry bastards even invade my trash can from time to time.
Ah, Spring in Clevelandistan.
You're getting some really great results from all your wanderings around the great outdoors. Why does it appear as if you've spent much of that time at ground level?
BBC, thanks.
BB, have you thought about investing in grenade-launching drones?
tom, it's not really spring until it warms up and trash bin perfume wafts through the air.
susan, it's not because I'm digging holes to hide my stash.
You sure do make your corner of Ohio look loverly.
Nice shots, you.
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