This will hurt me...

Who's that knocking at my succulent? The bakyard, Geilston Bay. August 2012. Could this possibly be the return of the ...[shudder]... TERRORGNOME ? The Young Housewife , William Carlos Williams At ten AM the young housewife moves about in negligee behind the wooden walls of her husband's house. I pass solitary in my car. Then again she comes to the curb to call the ice-man, fish-man, and stands shy, uncorseted, tucking in stray ends of hair, and I compare her to a fallen leaf. The noiseless wheels of my car rush with a crackling sound over dried leaves as I bow and pass smiling.

Can you see it? I can hear it, but can you see it? Go on, it's right there. There ! It's right there! It's not a bird. Do you think that sounds like a bird? A bloody bird . Flipping Nora, you don't know you're born! It's right there!

Spotted on the side of a power pole. Unfortunately I was sans camera: "It IS as bad as you think, and they ARE out to get you!"