Friday, December 23, 2011

The Thunder Drums

A storm is coming over the hills. Thunderheads of rolling iron sweeping past our valley. My brother and I took photos:


Just after we took these, a wedge-tailed eagle circled overhead, then was gone.

Thursday, December 1, 2011

Mountain Wind...

Because mechanical pencils are fun.
Cheers, Lemmy.

Thursday, June 9, 2011

Garden delights.

The last of the season...

...Are always the best.
Om nom nom nom.


Saturday, February 26, 2011

The Aramada (Comic)

Another bunch of random characters I doubt I'll think of more to do with, The Armada are a thoughtful bunch consisting of a number of misfits that must share the world of a comic strip with each other. Sometimes they learn things, sometimes they are funny, sometimes they are wise, and sometimes they make no sense at all... But that's okay too =]
The first two members of The Armada to be introduced to you in this strip are Pon and Moni. Moni is a moon kept on earth by a weighted blanket, and she's anything but tranquil. Pon Is a stork-legged sea-sponge. He is rather shy, but then, how do you make friends when you are a stork-legged sea sponge?
Without further ado, The Armada.

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Sunday, January 30, 2011

Fortress Of Doom

Not too long ago, Sir Awesome and I found ourselves sitting around at my place with nothing to do. We'd even watched all the Disney movies in the house. We were stuck for fun.
And then, without warning, the aptly named Sir Awesome had an idea... We would make a Blanket Fort; and it would be the grandest and most formidable Fortress in all the land!

The gauntlet had been thrown down, and we had to admit the task was a little daunting...
Despite our fears, we set to work.

We cleared a whole room of floorspace to accommodate for what we envisioned to be a palatial construction. We staggered under the weight of the piles of sheets, blankets and stacks of phonebooks that had to be carried to site. Very nearly stripped the upstairs floor of furniture to construct the skeleton of the Fort. Cushions mysteriously disappeared from couches and pillows vanished from beds...
The frame from a Papasan Couch became a soaring domed roof:
We laboured on.. I've no idea how long it took over all to build, and in the midst of all the fun our antlike industriousness came to a sudden conclusion. The Fort was complete!

It filled and entire room all the way to the walls.

Inside had been so layered with cushions, matresses and blanket that sitting inside was somewhat akin to being inside a hollowed-out (and highly colourful) sponge cake.


And yes, yes it we did have a fun afternoon, watching dvds and eating fruit-loops in our grand, formiddable, Fortress Of Doom.

XD

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