March, April Argus Ohio 2003.

the horse was 35 yrs. old

art bunny hung

doof!

Full Lot

Hi John.

4 footer he caught on the Beaver Run trail

black snake, yellow flowers, red berries, blue sky, brown mud: Eagle Creek.

computer, I only have eyes for you

and more trout lilies

the way home

store shelves: low battery

AA

the Belgian hard stuff

familiar 2 x 6?

BB

for Carol (likes her pix of hanging clothes)

Rosa Steve (note non-FDA approved coffee cup placement

garage

The Flower-With-No-Name member of backyard meadow project

the zoo contained! Blue Bear and friends

Bun Army Marching off

backyard spruces, separate us from the Big Dog

Clarion river-bank-rescued hedgehog, studying

phoof, phoof

Low Battery

SS

ours are coming out...

Moo Moo Schupper

van Gogh's Crowy Field, Grimmy admiring entropy

skunk cabbage tributary to Eagle Creek

CC

trouts & more trouts

an entity slipped in and came back w/ us from Newfoundland...

Upon seeing it...

Stone Garden out front

GreenPeace!

Cracker Barrel loot

From A Box Of Course.

Chocolate Butterfly Madame along Mahoning

lamp waves in the kitchen

DD

Pups!

Moby Dick in Wyoming

EE

earlier

screw jars

GG

bills, Bill's. Shelton-Mathew's neighbor. Some one broke down our door but didn't take anything

Painting the Rock. On the companion trash can Ann has painted "whip me, beat me, make me write bad checks".

"With beauty and grace, as swift as can be, watch it flying through the air. It travels in space or under the sea and it can journey anywhere. Supercar...Supercar It travels on land, or roams the skies through a heavens stormy rage. It's Mercury-manned, and everyone cries, 'It's the marvel of the age!' Supercar...Supercar...Supercar!"

Lair..with bearess Four Right Actions to be drawn above my right shoulder

Late For Work

FF

Marmite-a tabletop

It's Draining!

"Maybe," she said brightly, "we should clean out the fridge more often."

HH

Mouse Truck: hear me roar!

old wooden "kitchen radio", emanating artbell of course

I and I

Rick Pirko's (he wouldn't let us in)

rear view on the way to work

Dark Peace

rick's rock (hay) wagon with rick and rocks

PP

4 a.m. off-to-work-truck, peddling snackies

in The Hollow, on the bank, amongst the poison ivy, I've seen Death tromping through the sun-dappled, blossom-carpeted valley and in a few moments I'll find in the top of the playground trash barrell an empty red french fry box from McDonald's with a glossy ad for winning some hours of work done by the smiling uniformed Merry Maid pictured on the back. Exhibit A, sez Doug.

Help, I'm dying and I can't get up... Life is not fair, life is cruel, life is all we have