I swear, your always such a inviting host. Its like you read minds.
Whether it's the bunkhouse door, or the trapdoor of the longjohns, it tends to be an 'open door policy' around here.
A truly memorable liminal experience beckons
It seems you have some more bunkhouse lore in the making.Thank you for your comment.
The composition of this picture and the light! - the sunlight illuminating and outlining the hair on your body, the folds of your jacket and trousers, your penis, your hat - a perfect moment. Quite amazing.
Thank you, Jeffrey. Much appreciated.I noticed the ice on the blades of grass, and was inspired to take a few photographs.
I swear, your always such a inviting host. Its like you read minds.
ReplyDeleteWhether it's the bunkhouse door, or the trapdoor of the longjohns, it tends to be an 'open door policy' around here.
DeleteA truly memorable liminal experience beckons
ReplyDeleteIt seems you have some more bunkhouse lore in the making.
DeleteThank you for your comment.
The composition of this picture and the light! - the sunlight illuminating and outlining the hair on your body, the folds of your jacket and trousers, your penis, your hat - a perfect moment. Quite amazing.
ReplyDeleteThank you, Jeffrey. Much appreciated.
DeleteI noticed the ice on the blades of grass, and was inspired to take a few photographs.