Tuesday, February 19, 2008

In Serried Ranks...

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In Serried Ranks Manhole Cover
In serried ranks they stretch to the horizon, like so many unremembered dreams come back to haunt me. Each of them an eye to inside, each of them a hollow stare.

I wandered not amongst the hills so steely gray, nor danced among the violets gay.

Under yonder hills it lay, a world beneath, a world of different day.

What horrors lurk beneath to find? Why none but those from in my mind.

Monday, February 18, 2008


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Mace, cat, house cat, long hair, friend
This is one of my best friends. His name is Mace. This is one of the best pictures I have ever gotten of him. The other day he was just holding perfectly still for me when I had the camera. I think he was jealous of the primary subject of my snapping at the moment. So I agreed that it was time to snap him again.

Mace has had quite a life. He was born here in Florida. Then he moved to Washington State for a while. He spent ten years out there, enjoying the country life, including some snow even, and a coyote attack, sadly. But here he is, living in Florida again.