Basement sounds

A pretty good version of this is emanating up from the basement.

See, no ash

Here we are in the Jardin des Tuileries overlooking the Place de la Concorde (formerly the Place de la Revolution where they got a bit enthusiastic with the guillotine for a time)
Mum is in front of the Luxor Obelisk & have the Eiffel tower sprouting from my brains...

Warm weather visitors

The turtles are very annoyed at the placement of our home between the two lakes. Here is one of the bunch we've had over the last few days trying to get thru. Guess it eventually figured out how to walk on it's side or else back out to get around the rain barrel as it has since disappeared.

Moving on to the second half

Only one more day of this losery 34 business. Tomorrow is 35. Can't wait to be an ambitious adult. Peace out...

My guys on a beautiful day

"The madness of Christmas in July blanketed the warm roast that spawned humanity like a tidal pool of throbbing house beats. Our blistered hearts willed to those physically closest as we rode the sea's horses to our own personal Valhalla. Safe once again for the monsters who named us, empty paint cans now made blankets of stars and our insides stretched beyond the heresy that is our second skin - an emptiness that only birth could tame and only goats could understand.

 

Now deflowered, our beliefs lie motionless, shells of raw meat where, once, only Pagan children played and the rain ran in circles mimicking the brushstrokes found within the last, best madhouse."

~Mr.