Four Pictures, Three Without Cars

The trees are still here.
Sunlight still shines on the trees.
Bright buds open up.

Sunlight and shadow
play across the animals
working on the ground.

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Squirrels And The Lost Mountains Of Tibet


Squirrels Of Chaos And Delight


Boo!




I am glad the trees
still are here. But I am still
worried about them.



Quasi Una Petroleum Fantasia


The Girl Who Talks To Dinosaurs


I Can’t Sleep In My Kitchen