This will hurt me...

Pine cones as hand grenades?

Poser.

Two fool-proof hiding places! Derwent Avenue walking path, Lindisfarne. March 2012. Bear with me for a MOMENT… Theme Thursday has come around and I am kind-of trapped in the MOMENT. You know what I mean, it happens now and again. A MOMENT slows down and it, well, not quite pauses but it floats . It lingers and it exists for much more than a mere MOMENT. For that MOMENT, everything stops. Sound stops. Movement stops and even though it probably isn’t really more than a MOMENT or even a fraction of a MOMENT, it feels real (really-real? Hyper-real?) for much, much more than a MOMENT. It’s like the first time that you decided that you were going to lean in and kiss her. You steel yourself and prepare yourself for the MOMENT. But it itself is a MOMENT and you don’t want to be lost in the MOMENT but the point of such a MOMENT is to get lost in the MOMENT. Are you following me?

While hiding in plain sight might make some sense in the context of international terrorism, gender politics or matrimonial disharmony, it is less successful in your typical game of “hide and seek”.

I think that Jen has spotted this Wally pretty easily...

Wouldn’t you just love to be that lamp post?

Continuing our pirate training, it’s important that both lads are given ample opportunity to come to grips with deadly razor-sharp grass ! Such grass is not only useful in times where camouflage is a necessity, but it can also be utilised as a lethal weapon if your flintlock has gone blunt or cutlass is out of ammunition. It is also healthy, nutritious and sets off a bowl of gruel and hard tack beautifully…

Ezra can manage to lurk just about anywhere you drop him. Here is is lurking in Bellerive. With a plane. And some seats. The end.

Here is one from way back in Summer, January second if I remember correctly. He's so little!