I went to Nescopeck Creek today and tried taking pictures. I saw these nice flowers. They were being assholes. They let me look at them all I want but they were so camera shy. I had to pay them for this. That's how nature stays so prim and elegant.
The woods are pleasant when you aren't being followed.
Can you spot the metal, rusty, unknown contraption? Sometimes industry and fauna intertwine and you don't even know it, creating a symbiosis that we didn't even know we needed until it was too late and the Earth was but a barren core. This is one of those times.
This shot was probably 300 feet from a highway. That only made it more beautiful to me. Also about 75 feet further on we found a whole mess of condom wrappers. The beauty was palpable.
In an effort to inspire creation and photographic integrity in myself I was creeping around the woods. This is the soon-to-be-sought-after style of "Peeping Tomography." I have 30 more of the waitress at Denny's thong climbing out of her jeans.
If the camera had simultaneously been snapping 'graphs of my face, you would be able to categorize the exact look of regret. If it had been snapping pics of my undies, you would find an undesirable brown mess of fear. In the end, the stupid reptile slithered off into the woods to probably die. Animals cannot take care of themselves. Fucking limbless moron.
This gentle bastard thought he was camouflaged. Too bad I've got keen eyes and hyper senses. And blind luck. And indomitable flatulence. Anyway, check out this cute water rat. Cheers!
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