10.June.25

Others may ascend their hogbacksβ€”leaving them grunting and sweating like pigs, but I will live like a groundhogβ€”sheltering in cool coziness breathed by porthole views of sun-brushed leaves dancing upon breezing twigs. ; )

08.June.25

Some bettas may find themselves lucky enough to be either free or awash in a red-carpet tank, but those of the piscine precariat simply fancy a chance to ever leave their cups for a space scaled to hold at least one-fin-for-three glubs. ; )

07.June.25

She, static as a mule [and certainly in no hurry too], could not be persuaded to set her baggage and sit for her shoot; the whiffletree had broken freeβ€”leaving her steering stubbornness and the photographer’s collectiveness carted to where patience is departed. ; )