30 June 2007

Twist of fate


Sometimes I find meself up shit creek.

With a paddle.

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Yup - it's one of them thar metaphysical do-diddlys this week, courtesy of some fella called Quint Buchholz.

6 comments:

ElizT said...

What's all that stuff in the boat?

Kimbu said...

A twisted morass of hopes and broken dreams.

And some crisps.

Needlesville, N.Y. said...

Nice!

Focus_ret said...

Lovely image! But the smell of that creek wouldn't be so good, so it's nice that you've got a paddle.

Rrramone said...

Amen. And nice illo. :-)

Tina Vaziri said...

Love the sky!