Escapee dog walks on air. Table Cape, Tasmania's North West Coast. February 2012.
This Theme Thursday we are not talking about monkey's in rhinestone vests, we are talking BUBBLES.
"BUBBLES?", you ask.
Yes, BUBBLES.
When I say BUBBLES I don't mean a thin, hemispherical film of liquid filled with air or gas (i.e. 'I'm forever blowing BUBBLES in the air"). Nor do I mean a globular body of air or gas formed within a liquid (i.e. 'fart in the bath').
No, when I think BUBBLES I think of something insubstantial, something groundless, something ephemeral.
Not wanting to burst your BUBBLE
That dog you saw floating in the air up at Table Cape? It was just rounding the crest!
Comments
Love the dog pic and yup you totally burst that bubble of him walking on air. Geez I will never look at a dog the same way again.
Great take on bubbles for this weeks TT.
God bless.
love the picture!
It has been too long since I've read your blog. I'm joining up!
Janaki, cheers!
Roddy, poor MJ...
Mrsupole, the dog was trotting along like something in a David Lynch film. Nothing but poppy fields all around.
Postcardy, it had escaped....
Leah, poor monkeys...
Steve, no problem!
CG, get in there!