Deep inside the swamp,a touch of red.
Back home, Max was trying out his new tunnel. That's what the pet shop lady said it was, and it was free. Max says it's okay, whatever it is and it's tonier than a paper bag.
Saturday, September 17, 2005
After the Rain
The sky looked like this during my early morning walk. I seriously considred dashing back home to bed.
Deep inside the swamp,a touch of red.
Back home, Max was trying out his new tunnel. That's what the pet shop lady said it was, and it was free. Max says it's okay, whatever it is and it's tonier than a paper bag.
Deep inside the swamp,a touch of red.
Back home, Max was trying out his new tunnel. That's what the pet shop lady said it was, and it was free. Max says it's okay, whatever it is and it's tonier than a paper bag.
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