Monday, December 14, 2009

He had read somewhere that love had been invented in the eleventh century by the troubadours. Why had they not left us with lust?


A pensive Ez considers man's inhumanity to man down on Howrah Beach.

9 comments:

Dina said...

He has a lot to contemplate.

Roddy said...

You haven't had him reading your thesis already. I would have allowed him to get over his childhood first.

yamini said...

God Bless Him!!!!

Roddy said...

For those interested in the post dated December 3.
'Polly', my friend and constant companion left this world on December 8th.
She was 13 years old our time. Approx. 96 years her time.
There is a hole too large to imagine at present.
She suffers no more.
My apologies Kris for using your blog as my obituary space. Roddy.

√ Abraham Lincoln said...

This is a big world and those beyond offer so much more.

Who Is Tim Burton? said...

Hi! Kris,
A lot on the plate there Ezra, but least you have a great facial expression!

Roddy said,"For those interested in the post dated December 3.
'Polly', my friend and constant companion left this world on December 8th.
She was 13 years old our time. Approx. 96 years her time."

:-(
I'am so very sorry to hear about that Kris' dad...

Thanks, for sharing the photograph Kris...
DeeDee ;-D

Tash said...

You sure he is not just wishing for bigger waves? He looks like an up & coming surfer to me - and an adorable one at that.

Tom said...

life's a beach

Kris said...

Thanks all.

Ez was pondering Polly.