Lovely photos. But I have to say, when I saw the chicken in the first photo, I thought “Rural Romance” might mean something a little different… :-)
rqsays
Not this time, kestrel, not this time… ;)
busterggisays
Why is that chicken crossing the farmyard?
rqsays
I didn’t ask. I was just there for the unsolicited photo.
blfsays
The mildly deranged penguin is convinced it’s not a chicken, not a farmyard, and the photograph is both upside-down and in false colours. She hasn’t, however, completely worked out what it is, the confusing point being walruses don’t smell like strawberries, so it’s quite puzzling what the pencil sharpener is doing…
(She has now jumped back into the brandy barrel, and is having a drink. Er, think. Thinking in the drink…)
Ice Swimmersays
Maybe the COAS is waiting at the agreed-upon hideout and this is a secret romance?
As he rides in his chariot, he shines upon men and deathless gods, and piercingly he gazes with his eyes from his golden helmet. Bright rays beam dazzlingly from him, and his bright locks streaming from the temples of his head gracefully enclose his far-seen face: a rich, fine-spun garment glows upon his body and flutters in the wind: and stallions carry him.
Lovely photos. But I have to say, when I saw the chicken in the first photo, I thought “Rural Romance” might mean something a little different… :-)
Not this time, kestrel, not this time… ;)
Why is that chicken crossing the farmyard?
I didn’t ask. I was just there for the unsolicited photo.
The mildly deranged penguin is convinced it’s not a chicken, not a farmyard, and the photograph is both upside-down and in false colours. She hasn’t, however, completely worked out what it is, the confusing point being walruses don’t smell like strawberries, so it’s quite puzzling what the pencil sharpener is doing…
(She has now jumped back into the brandy barrel, and is having a drink. Er, think. Thinking in the drink…)
Maybe the COAS is waiting at the agreed-upon hideout and this is a secret romance?
The last made me look for stuff about Helios. An excerpt from the Homeric Hymn to Helios (translation by Hugh G. Evelyn-White):
Wow, Ice Swimmer, thank you for that!! :D