Friday, May 2

That Aprille With His Shoures Soote

shredded LCL
Siberian bugloss
Yellow-shafted flicker nest



Anonymous said...

If you were looking to spark a dark meditation on the fragility and impermanence of the human form amidst the bounty of spring, you succeeded. Thanks a whole fucking bunch.

heydave said...

I woke up this weekend with a suddenly painful knee. Not sympathetically, mind you, just think I'm aging also.

Anonymous said...

It must indeed be Spring... there's a little pink bunny rabbit crouching on that cyst.

Ain't nature awesome??

But come on, let's not be prejudiced. Sure, innards (whether healthy or dealing with some anomaly or other) tend to have a sickly, lurid appearance when intrusive lights that were never meant to be there are trained upon them. What do we expect - - a bronzed tan? And structurally speaking, is there that much difference between the fibers of the shredded LCL (wish I kwew what an LCL is) and the dried stems of last season's vines draped over the little birdbath in the Bugloss picture?

Li'l Innocent (great pix, btw)

Jaye Ramsey Sutter said...

Wow. I will call my surgeon to get copies of the photos he took of my knee which was worse than either of us expected. So bad he actually moved the knee cap over to get it off the lack of cushy stuff between the bones. Yes, raw bone on bone. Neato.

My arthritis spurs looked like jagged teeth from the Abominable Snowman.

Aging sucks.

Now what do you have to say about David Brooks. I wish he would have knee surgery and soon.