The AC is broken, and its too hot too sleep, so I got up early, got a bunch of chores done, fed the tarantulas, took Indy for a little walk in the woods, and then meditated in nature for a while. I found the empty blue shell of a bird’s egg. It seems like a good omen, since I too am trying to come out of my shell.
Mandala done by <a href=”http://vanguardtattoo.com/ian-healy-tattoo-nyack/”>Ian Healy</a> at <a href=”http://vanguardtattoo.com/”>Vanguard Tattoo</a> in Nyack, NY.
THE HOLY TRINITY
don’t you mean the UNHOLY trinity?
Come with me
And you’ll be
In a world of pure procrastination
This is Phoenix (I bought her at a recent expo.) She has the sweetest temperament. She sleeps on me for hours at a time.
I smiled so big when I realized what was going on here :D
I bet that butterfly is pissed off.
This is one of my favorite little comics on here.
Wow, this is exactly how I feel about life.
The Dancing White Lady is a great, big spider from the Namib Desert in southern Africa.
They spend their days hidden in underground burrows and emerge at night to hunt for insects and lizards which they find by detecting the vibrations of footsteps.
These hunting expeditions occur within a short range of the burrow entrance, but males can travel over 100 metres in search of a mate.
He communicates with the female via the timeless medium of dance. Tapping the ground outside her burrow sends down vibrations that ask her to come out, but not eat him. She doesn’t always oblige…
…Images: James Anderson