Bounders escape with stolen grass

Monday 11 Apr, 2016 

“Un-winged and naked, sorrow surrenders its crown to a throne called grace.” 

Aberjhani, The River of Winged Dreams

Happy birthday to Jill and Jackson for the 2nd. Jackson can be found around the 1:20 mark here. Nice boy, takes after his mum!

Years ago I painted - then somehow forgot how. With the inspiration of the Mountain River views, here's hoping action will follow. Kym always calls the mountain "The Iconic Sleeping Beauty Ranges" (yes, with implied capitalisation!) so I've taken to calling it "The Ironic Stinking Beauty Ranges". Time will tell who wins that one. Kym says that one shouldn't always approach conversations with the aim to win. What a concept, but I don't think it's going to catch on in our sphere of influence (long gone is the sphere of concern).

In lieu of a painting, here's a snap of three local bounders making their way up the hill after stealing grass. Either the picture has been a victim of post-production (please don't say "photoshopped", as the GIMP is a free and better alternative), or that is one crappy camera.

Take good care of your loved ones...

Run you Bounders!!