Thursday, May 1, 2008. The Owl and The Grasshopper. The Owl always takes her sleep during the day. Then after sundown, when the rosy light fades from the sky and the shadows rise slowly through the wood, out she comes ruffling and blinking from the old hollow tree. Get away from here, sir. She said to the Grasshopper. Have you no manners? If I must st.

Monday, April 23, 2012. Hi guys here I am again! Hope you enjoyed my last update. It was really cool and my favourite pieces were the binoculars as the headlights. The best thing about it was that the back tips up and it can actually dump the load.

Mature age student, photographer, aspiring writer, creative procrastinator, uninvited advice giver and ideas woman. You might want to give it another try. Frivolous Ardent or Ridiculous Tirades. From the back of postcards. The day the piano tuner came to call. Four seasons in one day.