Realizing just how quiet and away from it all Fish in a Barrel Pond really is.
I love the aaaaaagh! photo! That is exactly what I feel like any time we are forced into going into Atlanta. 🙂
I have no idea where you are, but if I were you, I’d head home as fast as I could!
Hey, there’s no here here.
Good riddance, Quill. Ptoui!
Small aircraft, irrigation circles, people movers, neon tractors, and dessicated cacti. Good to break the surly bonds of New England from time to time, non. World enough and time to wet lines later.
Those aren’t irrigation circles, those are landing strips for the return of the Ancient Aliens. Sooo many of them, how come I never see them around me? Maybe I need to move to a trailer park, then they’ll come knocking on my door.
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