"Stuff is eaten by dogs, broken by family and friends, sanded down by the wind, frozen by the mountains, lost by the prairie, burnt off by the sun, washed away by the rain. So you are left with dogs, family, friends, sun, rain, wind, prairie and mountains. What more do you want?"
Wednesday, December 12, 2007
The New Bird
Believe it or not, he's relaxing.
But anything with eyes like these never looks relaxed.
"God may fly a Peregrine, but the devil flies a Goshawk".