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They keep blaming Canada, but I found the real source of all the smoke, the Milwaukee Gas Light Building. When the flame is red, warm weather is ahead. When the flame is gold, watch out for cold. When the flame is blue, there's no change in view. When there's a flickering flame, expect snow or rain.
"Praise or blame has but a momentary effect on the man whose love of beauty in the abstract makes him a severe critic on his own works." John Keats
Really, the snow is not to blame; snow in early April is pretty normal here. No, I'm afraid the daffodils jumped the gun a bit!
Eine Blaumeise auf dem Ast des Apfelbaums.
Die meist quirligen Blaumeisen faszinieren mich immer wieder.
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I blame these two fleeing on Shirl getting too close to them. I just about got away with this shot though, although it would have been a little better off they had been running towards me rather than away from me.
Cute, isn't it?! :-)
I will be away for 5 days, and hopefully I will come back with lots of photos from the Swedish and Norwegian mountains (fjell).
Have a lovely weekend everyone!
The final duck picture from yesterday. Again I like to stress I don't blame ASDA supermarket for this and hopefully it will be removed from the stream near St Marys Church Hitchin.
It's all fun and games 'til someone blames the Cosmetologist!
Juvenile Crimson Finch needs to take great care with those nails.
We Write the Ghost Stories - Pattern Seeking Animals
www.youtube.com/watch?v=Pxiy76dwzU4
Unbroken horses are scattering
Out past the fences they're circling
Gathering forces and dashing our hopes
So go the ways of our useless ropes
Searching the sacraments
These were no accidents
Every soul in town was drowning
Empty of empathy
Unfinished sympathy
We write the ghost stories as we go
Unbroken horses won't share the blame
It's all but over, they've rigged the game
Best not to follow down to the sea
They've primed the bridges with gasoline
These aren't the glory days
This isn't nature's way
Covered all in dust and rusted
Dreams hold the evidence
Angels are causing this
We write the ghost stories as we go
Searching the sacraments
These were no accidents
Every soul in town was drowning
Empty of empathy
Unfinished sympathy
We write the ghost stories as we go
We write the ghost stories as we go
We write the ghost stories as we go
Searching the sacraments
These were no accidents
Every soul in town was drowning
Empty of empathy
Unfinished sympathy
We write the ghost stories as we go
We write the ghost stories as we go
We write the ghost stories
... blame my ancestry !!!
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