10.7.04 | Tree. Treee!!!! Tree. Treee-eee...




My Yggdrassil Posted by Hello

Readers of Martin Scott's 'Thraxas' ironic fantasy novels, may well have come across the phrase "I'm as happy as an elf in a tree".

This is my tree. My Yggdrassil. This is rather a test with some of my photo work, and i'm afraid the quality of this blog image isn't of sufficient standard for me to smile too much about... mebbe i can do some more editing and see if i can improve it. Having said that, my ideal quality to show off would be about 100+ meg... larger than some of those porn films you like to download from Ka-zaa, eh, boys?

but fuck it! I don't give a damn. I like my tree.

PS. THank god for digital darkrooms.

10 comments :.

  7:54 am :. Blogger Ginger Doll hollered thusly:

I have a tree. It's a magnolia tree and gets pretty flowers, like butterfly wings. I'm divorcing my tree soon as I'm moving to a house where I can't have a tree. My life is suddenly bereft.


  1:47 pm :. Blogger Tam hollered thusly:

My 'tree' recently got pulled up by the roots thanks to the Crazy Wind that swept through here. I had the dubious privilege of watching large men in ill-fitting pants haul the remnants of ol' Wooody away.

Sad times indeed, and yet I now have a better view of His Hotness, The Hot Nextdoor Neighbour's kitchen -- so I'm torn. Preservation vs Perversion: This time its personal.


  2:01 pm :. Blogger The Saturnyne hollered thusly:

Oo-er! I'm curently having a mexican stand-off with some of my neighbours. Everytime i have a look out the window, my neighbours (An attractive young couple), by some horrible coincidence seem to choose exactly the same moment to do the same. Our castles *cough* face each other across the street... instant, uncomfortable eye contact... it leaves me worrying that either A: they're right nosy bleeders or, B: They think i am.

For two years this has been going on. And we've never spoken... yet...


  3:43 pm :. Blogger Ginger Doll hollered thusly:

on a completely unrelated issue I now have an msn account and no idea how to use it. It's icky and I don't like.

anyway, it's teleute_angel if you want to get in touch, cos I don't know how!


  8:46 pm :. Blogger The Prisoner hollered thusly:

1:trrrrrreee!
2: no it's a lampost
1:trrrrrreee!
2:NO it's a lampost!
1:trrrrrreee!
2:alright it's a bloody tree then!

whosoever can identify that wins a great prize! my unending slight admiration :)


  4:26 am :. Blogger The Saturnyne hollered thusly:

Bah! And no-one has said if they even like the picture or not.
(Stomps off in a petulant huff)
(THud thud thud)
"Ai don't have tew puht up with THIS.
"Ai aym an artist, dahlinks"
(Stomp stomp thud stomp)
"Nao, daon't even bother tew sai anything naow, dahlinks.It's tew late. Tew laaate, i tell yew!"


  5:26 pm :. Blogger Ginger Doll hollered thusly:

It may be too late to admire the elegance of the tree, but would it make you feel better if I asked you where it was a doorway too? Although the answer may be scary...

When I was a child I used to believe the inside of trees was biggr than the outside, and could comfortably house a family of four. I was a solitary child...


  11:38 pm :. Blogger The Saturnyne hollered thusly:

I don't remember saying it was a doorway to anywhere, darlin'?!

Hmm, yer a smart one, ye are...

I think it'd be best if i kept that one to myself for now. Matter of National Security and wotnot, :]. May-be la-ter...


  4:33 pm :. Blogger Ginger Doll hollered thusly:

Just a note - since you turned your background black, the photo really stands out and looks very good - J/xx


  5:50 am :. Blogger The Saturnyne hollered thusly:

Yeah, it sure does. I rockkkk! (modestly, of course)



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