Friday, March 16, 2012

In The Gallery

Some people have got to paint and draw
Harry had to work in clay and stone
Like the waves coming to the shore
It was in his blood and in his bones
Ignored by all the trendy boys in London and in Leeds
He might as well have been making toys or strings of beads
He could not be in the gallery

Extract from “In The Gallery” by Dire Straits, lyrics by Mark Knopfler

Autumn under an umbrella

Torii in the rain

Sake barrels and yellow umbrella

Ready for lift off

The fire department


Swish Swish Shoes

1 comment:

BoerinBallingskap said...

Nice foudies! :)