Misanthropic Empath: And on the 4th day of winter, the fruits, few as they were, still clung to the trees, or fell to the ground, offering sweetmeats for the foraging wildlife.
Misanthropic Empath: RUNNING FENCES
Misanthropic Empath: Two Windows
Misanthropic Empath: POTATOE VINE BERRIES
Misanthropic Empath: INTERLOCKING
Misanthropic Empath: OIL WELL DETAIL
Misanthropic Empath: Three Wise Men
Misanthropic Empath: The Last of the Pomegranates
Misanthropic Empath: CHRISTMAS DONKEY
Misanthropic Empath: SHEARED ROCK
Misanthropic Empath: SWEET BIG STEER
Misanthropic Empath: ONE LITTLE BARN
Misanthropic Empath: Mossy Boulders and Old Oak Tree
Misanthropic Empath: Guess Who's Coming for Dinner?
Misanthropic Empath: Just a couple of balloons hanging around
Misanthropic Empath: The other end of the garlic
Misanthropic Empath: A Hint Of Pink
Misanthropic Empath: Santa brought joy to the little glacial town, through an ill-begotten Christmas tree that found it's true home amongst those with no credit cards.
Misanthropic Empath: Throughout Every Performance, the Rockett's Understudies Hoped for the Worst
Misanthropic Empath: Two Poppy Pods
Misanthropic Empath: Old Oak Tree
Misanthropic Empath: T'is the Season
Misanthropic Empath: Berries and Bells
Misanthropic Empath: Silent Rose