Wood wall with axe (71/365), originally uploaded by :Duncan.
At New Pond Cottages, a long wall of chopped wood, axe waiting for more.
Wood wall with axe (71/365), originally uploaded by :Duncan.
At New Pond Cottages, a long wall of chopped wood, axe waiting for more.
Core Competency and Foundation
Twitter seems to be, first and foremost, an online haven where teenagers making drugs can telegraph secret code words to arrange gang fights and orgies. It also functions as a vehicle for teasing peers until they commit suicide. In order to become a “follower” on Twitter, teens first must flash their high-beam headlights at an oncoming motorist on the highway. Then, if that motorist flashes his or her high-beam headlights back in reply, the teen must kill the motorist in order to be initiated into “following” the online gang. The catch is that one can only use 140 sentences to plan a total of 140 events—that is, any combination of orgies, gang fights, suicides, and highway killings totaling 140 planned situations or activities.
via McSweeney’s Internet Tendency: Truly Groundbreaking Marketing Research: Understanding Twitter..
“It is discouraging how many people
are shocked by honesty and how few
by deceit”
~ Sir Noel Coward
At five o’clock this morning
On Friday we moved the mother and sixteen ducklings that we knew about out to the sunken garden at the school. Then this one was suddenly here this morning. She’d been behind another bush and managed not to be seen nesting these weeks. Of course, this family will have to be moved too, because there is not enough food in the small courtyard, and as they get bigger, the poop is noticeable. But while they are here, they are so much fun to watch on a break from work. It took them about half an hour to learn to climb the plank out of the pond. Even after watching their siblings do it, some were still leaping at the wall and bouncing back into the water. By mid afternoon, they had all learnt the way back up to mother.

Today’s photo was meant to be something naval, as Carl Fredrik and I spent the day at the historic ships in Portsmouth. But I forgot my camera. Luckily, this sky was awaiting my return.
Quite a strange logo when you look at it a while.