This gallery contains 8 photos.
Photo prompt by me, Tim Livingston, The Forester Artist.
Bobby’s fist pounded against the metal above him. “LET ME OUT, LET ME OUT”, he yelled at the top of his lungs. His words were drowned out by to roar of the engine. Light filtered through the seams. After some time, the ride became rougher and dust began seeping into the trunk. He coughed and pounded against the metal.
The car, his car, finally began slowing. He heard branches scraping the sides, and with a loud thud it stopped. There was nothing but silence, and the smell of dust and hot brakes.
The creaking of a door snapped him back into the moment. He pounded frantically, “Come on, you had you’re big laugh, OPEN UP, OPEN UP!” A door slammed shut and a cold voice replied, “That was my baby sister, ya jerk.” “I’M SORRY, I’M SO SORRY”, Bobby cried.
Moments later, another car motor started, and then quickly faded away. Bobby lay in dark trunk whimpering.
This was drawn from a pair of geese on the mill pond. Canada geese are great subjects for pen and ink. They’re already black and white.
This gaggle spotted Sailor and Bliss over on shore. They decided to come over and cause trouble for my goldens, who were minding their own business. Typical rabble rousing degenerate geese!
Sailor couldn’t take it anymore and swam out to say hello. What’s a boy to do.
What we have here is a failure to communicate.
Winter logging is already hit or miss with the wet weather shut downs. This year is off the charts. Trucks parked with no place to go has been a pretty common sight this season.
It’s situated next to the Upper Sacramento River north of Northern California (Jefferson).
But winter is still trying to wash California away. Here are some pictures of the Sacramento River in the Northern California.
The deer that live around the mill always converge on the hayfield behind the log deck in the fall and winter. This year I’ve counted as many as twenty at a time. I’ve accumulated some photos over the last few months. Typically, I’m not very close so the pictures are a little soft. They just went through the rut and the bucks will soon shed their antlers. Click on a picture to enlarge the gallery.