Some Would Call It Fog
Yet if you grew up land locked like I did, I have very distinct memories of fog. It would always come on the fall mornings...and it had this smell...I cannot describe it, it's just the way fog smells. Since we've been living by the ocean we get these magical misty mornings (and sometimes afternoons) quite frequently and all year around, and it doesn't smell like the fog back home. Therefor I call it mist. How about you? Do you differentiate between fog and mist? Or is it same shit different pile to you?
Did someone say shit? I shit on all the things!
Okay, I Really Got Off Track There...
Anyhoooo...let's look at some beautiful shit! Bwa hahahhahaa :)
What's Blooming
The Trees Are Still Going Wild With Colour and Scents
Just A Few More Photos I Swear...
Really, honest, honest...these are the last!
I haz gift for pretty lady...
Women...Can't live with 'em...Can't live without 'em.