The beautiful cathedral, the decaying buildings, and the deer. I liked the deer best, although I look at the decaying barn and I think "house". I love the stone chimney.

Or is it a decaying house that looks like a barn?

Two posts today from art: odd and exciting. OS needs paternal pat on back.
All heck breaking loose elsewhere, no doubt. Not here though.
Pictures of good solid structures, all of these. The structure that stands highest is the meandering mind of mr. james of course.
Our new poet simac wrote:
In “a book full of pictures”:
‘’The pages I turned sounded like wings.
"The soul is a bird," he once said.
In my book full of pictures
A battle raged: lances and swords
Made a kind of wintry forest
With my heart spiked and bleeding in its branches.”

Hearts so vulnerable to the spike.
A battle rages in your pictures.

“ Father studied theology through the mail
And this was exam time.
Mother knitted. I sat quietly with a book
Full of pictures. Night fell.”
Bob Dylan writes of night fall:


It`s the end of the chase and the moon is high.
It won`t matter who loves who,
You`ll love me or I`ll love you
When the night comes falling from the sky.

I can see through your walls and I know you`re hurting,
Sorrow covers you up like a cape.
Only yesterday I know that you`ve been flirting
With disaster that you managed to escape.

I can`t provide for you no easy answers,
Who are you that I should have to lie?
You`ll know all about it, love,
It`ll fit you like a glove
When the night comes falling from the sky.


You will seek me and you`ll find me In the wasteland of your mind
When the night comes falling from the sky”

Still day here.. ridiculous blue sky. Light intense.

love the photos, art. wish i were there to steal some soup. :)

Soup! I GOT SOUP! (keys stick) . . .
`
I went Way-Off track. apologies ...
`
I was supposed to go to`Romeo's...
That's a PA, Waynesboro eatery . . .
`
My thoughts can go so awry/amiss.
I was gonna Ask For A Sale/Bargain.
The shack sells for $1- Billion Bucks.
`
I scarfed-up the dear's Buck-Skull.
I was supposed to eat at `Romeo's.
The eatery is a nice-Place. Buy grub.
`
I always wonder if Juliet may be there.
I stayed at the Farm to crank-a-jumble.
Then - I visited a local pub for a` beer.
`
I admit the post is disordered as usual.
Oh, mercy my . . . I apologize . . . I sigh.
`
I bought a beer . . . 'Dig Beer' ... ay burp.
A 'Dig' Beer is . . . A Pale Beer ... ay burp.
It's a seasonal . . . A Spring Beer ay burp.
`
ALC from Fort Collins, CO is high ALC.
I don't endorse beers. Sip raw cow milk.
`
5.6% ALC- VOL can kill a sop gin drinker.
apologies if my thoughts went so haywire.
`
I was gonna promote president's day sales.
I almost bought the farm shack. I farmed it.
`
The White House - It's not for sale today.
Michele S. purchased the shack. I farmed.
I helped Michele S. purchase the nice hut.
It's pre-Civil War. It has a outdoor Spring.
There is no indoor-flush-commode inside it.
Purchaser can build-privy. It's so very easy.

Asking price is 1/2 billon. Send cold cash.
Michele (one L.) is dear. She's very poor.
She'd slice in half a raw-egg and share it.
`
I'm not ridiculing anyone - I sense sigh . . .
Michele and I went separate ways. Ay . . .
I still respect - I appreciate her Life . . .
Michele S. was a Great Friend/Teacher
I harbor no toxic residue. We/Learn . . .
Love always.
I almost bought the beautiful old Shack.
I admit . . .
I get sad to view a Place that's abandoned.
That's life . . .
`
I was gonna tell about the president sales.
`
White House For Sale - Buy @ Warehouse.
Clip the president day - Mattress Day Sale.
I viewed the adds for - Posture Firm Pedic.
The Warehouse Sale - Oy, hop in hay Barn!
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rant
banter
cranky
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smile . . .
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I love it when your mind goes awry! :)

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I'd live in the second one ~ do it up & it would be like living in a van Gogh.
@ Patricia : How do you tell, when his mind goes awry ?
:-)

I got to take a leak off the back porch.
Kim Gamble
Never urinate on your toes or in bed.
You may be nicknamed `Stinky Potato.
I harvested some nutty tasting arugula.
`
praying Australian girlfriend
do not learn nickname
from childhood: Stinky

@ Patricia : How do you tell, when his mind goes awry ?
:-)

bipolarity amongst the anabaptists, those heroes of the Reformation?
ay.
they were a fine group way back when, according to my
crumbling history books.

i suppose we must accept all faiths, Arthur.
But is there not only one FAITH?
The only definition of FAITH i
accept is: to know that the ground
underneath
your next step will hold u up.


that is just about the end of my knowledge of the
GodHead. I suppose i am OF it,
but that makes not a whit of
difference when i am in
the smoke shop,
tryin to buy
tobacco.

if i dont got the green, i got no ciggies!
so i give em the money & they gimme the tobacco
and i go home & home-roll...

and yes i smoke. i am sorry, scarlett sumac.
she is an anti smoke girl.
she is an ex smoker,
up in Canada.

i cannot go to canada. i have no passport.
i could get one, but i am lazy. i no wanna go nowhere,
just Here, and hold close a cig.

this makes me a bad influence and a bad boy.
i now hunch
when i light up.
i hunch from shame.
introjected shame.
the worst kind,arg.

Thanks for the photo tour in Mercersburg. Your writing never fails to amaze and delight. R