The orange pile under the box which Michael is reaching for is Doritos. He got to eat them after the shoot.Michael's father Stephen tells me that a musician friend once told him that people who have perfect pitch are frequently rather tormented - because they can hear when something is wrong. Stephen did indeed sing Danny Boy for me, it was lovely in its imperfection.
This sense memory on a Room of One's Own is extraordinary.
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Oh yes, I know about the agony of having the pitch.
I would become Na'eelah's woman for some orange food like this!
Your post made me laugh. Love the rabbit trap... A room of ones own is beautiful Just visited.
I like it. Very funny image.
Mmmmm...orange food.
My girl made a leprechaun trap just like this last year, and left it on the kitchen table. When she woke up the next morning, the table and all the chairs were upside down...and under the box was a note that said "Can't catch me!"
See, I reckon it should have been, Na'eelh gets her chip.
Excellent! Great Bushcraft.
We made alien traps last year. Had to bait them with Dad's boxer shorts, because Aliens Love Underpants. Caught two!
Thank you my dear for your link to my little corner. I have yet to come by your place with time and undivided attention to fully appreciate your force of creativity and your wit with words.
xox
Isabel
We'll be back later tonight.
Finito Dorito!
The inversion of the trap concept! And the moral seems to be that almost all preys evade their captors and run away with the prize. Visiting "Room of One´s Own" is really worth.
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