Sunday, May 15, 2011
What we call progress is the exchange of one nuisance for another nuisance.
Here’s Henry enjoying the view of the seals at play.
Lest you feel that I’m denying my beautiful boy his rightful place in the sun with such a dark photograph, here’s one taken of him in the sun, mounted atop a seal like Jim Pike on Phar Lap.
Incidentally, if you’re a fan on similarly geographically-specific and incredibly dated analogies, I do a fine line in Napoleonic-era glassblowers set against 1980s Essendon footballers…