If I knew for a certainty that a man was coming to my house with the conscious design of doing me good, I should run for my life.
Showcasing the excellent zoom on my camera, this snap was taken laying flat on my back underneath a very tall tree. The leaf in question was very near to the top, a good seven or so metres away. I quite like this one.
Here is a poem based upon an unfortunate experience that I had just last Sunday evening...
To find a poo
To find a poo
is a shock.
"Whose poo are you?"
Looking hither,
looking thither.
The culprit remains
at large.
Comments
The zoom seems to be excellent, the leaf photograph was beautiful, especially with all its details.
And that poem on Poo, "Thought-provoking", really!!!!!
Now that is an issue that the UN, EU, ASEAN and their likes should take up. :-)
Yes, you indeed have a nice camera and that is why all those pics are so lovely (I thought of teasing you, but then naah...let go...)
The Elusive snark (poo)
You seek him here
you seek him there
but Mr. Mystery Pooper's
not anywhere!
For he is the unknown poo!
The mystery poo,
The master of poopy disguise -
That's him!
So beware!