Friday, November 27, 2009

The three of them ran around like this for hours.

Pollyanna was pissed that Pinocchio lied about having termites.

Monday, November 23, 2009

Never fall asleep chewing gum!

Sunday, November 22, 2009

Scribble Game

"Wormbaby" by: Melissa G

Hymn to the Oak

The old oak tree has no hands
to hold the birds that perch on his limbs

From the sky they fly
choose to nest and sing delightful hymns

About the oak that awoke to grow,
grace and welcomes the winds

Take they might leafs that fall,
a hight so tall,
no fault the breeze that trims

I sit and wait for spring to come
to hear her breathing hum,
that never dims

Friday, November 20, 2009

Over time the citizens learned to adapt.

The feeling was unexplainable.

How is your night looking?

Sunday, November 15, 2009


Saturday, November 14, 2009

Little Bird had no problem in the city.

Tuesday, November 10, 2009

I feel like a yellow fizzy drink.

Neck Lace

Sunday, November 8, 2009

He drove her away.

Thursday, November 5, 2009

Pick of the Litter

Wednesday, November 4, 2009

Amanda had an over active imagination.

Tuesday, November 3, 2009

Wendell was feeling cowardly

Sunday, November 1, 2009

"Come quickly, I am drinking the stars"