Kara is the keeper of the owls. If one might have an inclination to try and remove an owl from the wall or maybe, say, rub their genitals against one, it just might provoke her to step out from the mirror, gouge the offender’s eyes out, blend it up into an ocular smoothie and invite the owl predator to drink up. Cheers.
(*This was taken at lunch yesterday, which I will write about when it is not Sunday, because on Sundays I don’t like to be writin’. I do important things on Sundays, like bug the shit out of Henry and make him buy me things and then maybe I might kick around some pebbles down at the graveyard, drink some Jack on the pier, become embroiled in a knife fight with a bike gang: my world is pregnant with possibilies.)
What a stunning photo!
All of the pictures you took from Saturday are amazing.
Im still amazed that this was a mostly by chance photo!
Thanks for playing along! I had fun yesterday and I want to go back there to shop when I get my refund! Also, I want to try every tea on the menu.
I am so down with going back there every time I am in town!
Post the photo of my Tommy Pickles feet!
I will! I love that photo!
that photo is awesome!!!
even with kara in it.
You’re such a jerk! Lol.
Just think, that could be you and the welders mask.
youre lucky I like this picture a lot or else Id think of something witty to put here!