tarabunnyears:
Allison in her Mayer hat.
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Goldie
tarabunnyears:
Stop this train.
tarabunnyears:
Old Truck
tarabunnyears:
deVINE
tarabunnyears:
He love me, he loves me not.
tarabunnyears:
Come on in for a glass of wine... if you dare.
tarabunnyears:
“The colour of my soul is iron-grey and sad bats wheel about the steeple of my dreams.”
tarabunnyears:
Window art.
tarabunnyears:
Five, six: Pick up sticks.
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Curves
tarabunnyears:
That's all the motorcycle is, a system of concepts worked out in steel.
tarabunnyears:
Turn the light on please.
tarabunnyears:
I'll leave the light on for ya.
tarabunnyears:
“I once had a sweet little doll, dears, the prettiest doll in the world.”
tarabunnyears:
Every block of stone has a statue inside it and it is the task of the sculptor to discover it.
tarabunnyears:
Don't be silly, Toto. Scarecrows don't talk.
tarabunnyears:
Memories
tarabunnyears:
Churn Baby Churn
tarabunnyears:
Do not protect yourself by a fence, but rather by your friends.
tarabunnyears:
Your lost friends are not dead, but gone before, advanced a stage or two upon that road which you must travel in the steps they trod.
tarabunnyears:
This is nothing more than a dam picture!!
tarabunnyears:
Only the guy who isn't rowing has time to rock the boat.
tarabunnyears:
Daisies are the happiest flowers that I've ever seen.
tarabunnyears:
Hitchcock's bird?
tarabunnyears:
The fence around a cemetery is foolish, for those inside can't get out and those outside don't want to get in.
tarabunnyears:
The nocturnal butterfly.
tarabunnyears:
Windows are for watching - Square pieces of life, ever changing.
tarabunnyears:
Painted black, eight feel tall, sharp spears atop each one greets all.
tarabunnyears:
We tripped the wall and we scaled the graveyard. Ancient shapes were all around us.
