Saturday, April 29, 2006
All creatures great and small.
I was cutting flowers in my garden a while ago and came across this perfect little fellow. Hard to know his bum from his head......not unlike some people I know!.
The webs we weave.
A spider started to make a web in my house, 'cool' I thought, I'll take his photo for the blog. As I'd turned off the lights and headed to bed I walked into the web, fuck fuck fuck, really anoying for both of us. I was peeing and happened to look in the bowl (as one does) and there was the spider stroking his way to nowhere. 'Cool' I thought, an even better photo for the blog!
Was it the blazing flash of my paparazi ways or the fact that he was swimming in my pee that made his six little legs go limp after 30 seconds? I was fishing him out with the empty toilet roll tube (handy coincidence) and thought 'I was never going to flush'! I lifted him out of his watery grave when all of a sudden that little fucker came to life-faker! He swam his way to safety and up the side of the bowl to a place he knew I wouldn't go-the rim.
Fuck fuck fuck fuck, now I'm gonna have to flush him or the little bastard will make his encore during my next pee. What a dilema.
So I slept-dreaming he'd make his great escape during the night and morally let me off the hook. This morning I looked for him while peeing, then I flushed. I was concered I'd see him getting carried away, but children the moral of my little story is, of course, that I was the one who got carried away. Hence, no photo.
Was it the blazing flash of my paparazi ways or the fact that he was swimming in my pee that made his six little legs go limp after 30 seconds? I was fishing him out with the empty toilet roll tube (handy coincidence) and thought 'I was never going to flush'! I lifted him out of his watery grave when all of a sudden that little fucker came to life-faker! He swam his way to safety and up the side of the bowl to a place he knew I wouldn't go-the rim.
Fuck fuck fuck fuck, now I'm gonna have to flush him or the little bastard will make his encore during my next pee. What a dilema.
So I slept-dreaming he'd make his great escape during the night and morally let me off the hook. This morning I looked for him while peeing, then I flushed. I was concered I'd see him getting carried away, but children the moral of my little story is, of course, that I was the one who got carried away. Hence, no photo.
Friday, April 28, 2006
Peas time
Thursday, April 27, 2006
Character study.
I was in Makawao looking for bananas when I saw Eddie packing up his painting stuff. He's a character always worth spending time with. We happened to see each other surfing a few weeks ago and he doesn't just have one piece of duct tape on his board...the whole front end looks like a home made silver bullet-it's classic. He's a cool dude, if you want to see his etchings (and trust me you do) check out ww.eddieflotte.com. By the way-I went home bananaless.....
Spring has sprung.
Tuesday, April 25, 2006
Great balls of fire.
Monday, April 24, 2006
Lazy Sunday afternoon
Ahhh the french...
Puamana five-0
Lost in translation
Famous & infamous.
Sunset beach.
We used to have a ritual up at Julie & Eddie's Kula shack, to stop what we were doing at sunset and step out on to the deck & enjoy a moment. It connected us as friends and within ourselves to a place of contentment. It's a time of day that I find myself offering appreciations to myself & those I'm hanging with for all of our good fortune.
Did you get my best side?
Sunday, April 23, 2006
The Branch Office.
You can take the girl out of England....
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