Some people leave footprints on our heart.
Cats leave fur on our sweaters.
Dogs leave drool on our shoes.
Families will crap on our doorstep.
So when life gives you crap, garden it and make roses.
From the highest mountain in the Canary Islands,Terje Sorgjerd set his camera for a five hour sequence not expecting a sandstorm.Video producer was Sandrine Ceurstemont.
That is super beautiful. Thanks.
Noice!But the Royal cakes look more delish.
Wow! That is spectacular. In some ways it reminds me of the auroras we see here in winter. This year we were treated to spectacular night shows as the aurora borealis was in full swing. I can't capture it, but you may like to look at someone who did film it all: http://vimeo.com/21294655
Impressive. And thank ghod we've got away from the girly things like cake and stuff. You may now whip me mercilessly, Madam.
Coppy darling, get over to BurbsBlurb and see if you recognise the style of a person teasing our friend K.X X X
Miss Brownie you're wrong.And you're wrong about a lot of things.
Stacks, not in a million, this one is more knob than plain pest. BOH has had some like this, time wasters hoping you'll give up.Besides our friend would probably just steal it for old times sake.
EC, they could have left out the flowers and put in more sandstorm but the music fitted.Ro, thinking with your stomach again but I would love a slice of both cakes.Marie, this bloke also has a time lapse video of an aurora so I'll try to find it.Dear Bear, don't make my heart sing, the thought of flogging you with a large knotted rope is too much delight to handle at once.Rh, see how your rep resembles the Rochester you model yourself on.
Begging your pardon, there are writers I admire but I don't model myself on anyone. I grabbed the name Rochester from a town in the news at the time, a town near Ballarat. I didn't know it was also the name of a Restoration poet. You told me.
And golly I've never even checked to see if you're right, but I understand from you he was a bit of a pansy. Poetry doesn't interest me to tell the truth, apart from Browning.
Robbert, he was a lace be-decked rake but an interesting man who could wield a sword as well as a quill. You see why I immediately thought of you.
Oh yes, quite.
What can I say - how lovely!
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