

The grass creeps over the stone, taking it back into the earth and obscuring the lettering. Marvelous.
Here's Annah Abbe
and Red Hasleh


Wet roads and a watery sun.


Nice to see plants still flowering this late in the year.
I've no idea what this is, as it grew from a packet of mixed wild flower seed I spread about.
Finally, in between the visitors and writing for the Grail Write-a-thon in aid of charity, I made apple pie yesterday afternoon.

Alas, I had no sponsorship for the six stories I wrote. I'll have to send than some money instead.
6 comments:
Cool skull (and wonderful looking apple pie)
It's burn and pitch for me - think I've mentioned this before.
What I didn't mention was that my younger sister was really pissed at me because the rapture didn't happen when it was suppose to - about 6 years ago now - and I was still here. Made her very angry.
Have a piece with ice cream for me.
smashing post, love the pies and the skull especially!
Nom nom. Er, to the pies that is. lol
Ha! to the rapture! As if!
I find untended graves very sad. Just pack me up in a cardboard box and plant me under a tree.
The apple pie looks great! I can't wait to get back to the YUK and I'd have some whipped cream with it. Can you believe in the land of gourmet food you can't get a cream that goes thick!
Thanks for visiting my blog and the comment, I'll be back later to look more. I've a Sunday dinner to cook. Debs x
Thanks Debs. I prefer runny cream, personally ;)
I love your blog.
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