Into my heart an air that kills From yon far country blows: What are those blue remembered hills, What spires, what farms are those? This is the land of lost content, I see it shining plain. The happy highways where I went And cannot come again. - A.E. Housman (1859-1936)

Friday, September 16, 2005


From my back yard

New meaning for "belly up to the bar!"

A visitor.


Dark spot in the middle is a barred owl.

Frozen ice princess.

Wednesday, September 14, 2005


I'm new to this blogging world. Just trying some things out to see what happens. This is bold.

This should come out in italics - it does!

This should now be back to normal - it is.