Thursday, January 24, 2008

windmills with no wind

Sometimes I wish that there was that old guy with a white beard and hair coming threw the clouds. He puffs up his checks and blows a big gust of wind, and with that wind a ninja flys threw the air feeling the breez and relaxes him before the final strike. Thats kind of what I need right now.

1 comments:

David said...

I love your mind. And your photos.