28 August 2013



Treetopper


 The air fills with torpedoing pinecones
and clouds of pollen.

The noise ... like the crack of gunshots.
The smell ... Christmas.

Animals scatter, humans hide.
Except silly farm chicks with little cameras.

A terrifying machine in every way.
$200 per hour!



When all is quiet, the natives come out to inspect and play.



And scratch an itch or two.



The cleanup awaits.



5 comments:

dkm said...

That little lamb---omg---that little lamb looking over the pine needles---can't take my eyes off that face. What is it about that photo that bring tears to my eyes? So much I could comment on in this post---but that little lamb trumps everything.

Pukeko G said...

You are right Debs .. some of the lambs are just gorgeous ! Good story ed! :) Like to see Panda face and co sometime too please. Not too sure what is worse .. the bill or the cleanup !

The Happy Whisk said...

200 smackers per hour? Yikes.

Love the second photo. What a great expression. Too cute.

The Happy Whisk said...

200 smackers per hour? Yikes.

Love the second photo. What a great expression. Too cute.

Jane Robertson said...

I can smell the pine cones :)