Thursday, December 12, 2024
a wallaby and its joey
three kilometre journey into town and back out again whenever feeling game for a little of encounter of the all too terrestrial kind no excuses in making them out of clay and having only dirt come out of their mouths you only need to walk along with a smile on your face to provoke a reaction loud gnarly gutteral gestures formations of sound directed in general direction either choose to interact or just keep walking play each ball on its own merits how much armour are you wearing today how quickly can you make an escape if you really need to there is no help coming