Wednesday, February 28, 2007
I found some nice cones on yesterday's afternoon walk - picked them up along the way and carried them home carefully stashed in my jacket. (One pocket has the poop bag, the other is free for various found items.) I admired their functional architecture, their interesting textures. Such pleasing organic forms. Nature at its finest!
Arthur couldn't have cared less.
He only likes nature when it tastes like peanut butter.