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

My MGB

posted by Tom Fisher at 2:57 PM | 1 comments

From my back yard

New meaning for "belly up to the bar!"






















A visitor.



















Sunset






















Dark spot in the middle is a barred owl.

















Frozen ice princess.

posted by Tom Fisher at 2:53 PM | 2 comments

Wednesday, September 14, 2005

Experimenting

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.

Cool.

posted by Tom Fisher at 12:40 PM | 0 comments