Sunday, May 31, 2009

The Birds

All birds flock to my front porch. And dive bomb my head. Then they feast on my grass seed and get drunk on fermented apples on the trees. Then they peck your eyes out.

Scraps, punch, brads, Bling, gel pen, and a stamp I turned up ways. Hitch would be proud.

1 comment:

  1. Lovely bird stamp! Great with a monochromatic palette!


Thank you for stopping by and sitting a spell with me and mine. I hope you take away a smile!