Photos for a blue night
I'm blue. So it seems like nothing that I want will ever happen. I know I'm being myopic. It's just how I'm feeling tonight. I'll feel better tomorrow, I'm sure. But, for example, if my Green Man story (now on submission at one of your finer fantasy periodicals) ever sees print, you should know that the trees in these photographs were its inspiration. I hope someone buys that story. I really love it far more than I should.
Cages of roots:
Elbow, knee, and shoulder:
Shoulders and arms (this one was especially key):
Also:
Dear New Neighbor:
You seemed like a perfectly nice fellow when we met this afternoon. But if you plan on banging around and shaking the building all night long, my good opinion of you is going to be tarnished. Severely. You've made more noise in one evening than the previous owners did in the 6 years they were here.
Knock it off.
Me
Cages of roots:
Elbow, knee, and shoulder:
Shoulders and arms (this one was especially key):
Also:
Dear New Neighbor:
You seemed like a perfectly nice fellow when we met this afternoon. But if you plan on banging around and shaking the building all night long, my good opinion of you is going to be tarnished. Severely. You've made more noise in one evening than the previous owners did in the 6 years they were here.
Knock it off.
Me