a picture's so much stronger than a thought...

The question is what that thought is exactly. I think I'm "getting lazy with the blogging," as they say.

a brief thought...

Life would be so much cheaper without vices.

Some horses in Colorado:

Birds! Steal! Things!

Birds are no longer high on life. They've stooped from their once lofty heights, soaring through the air on a bright summer day, intent on one lowly purpose: getting a quick fix. It turns out that the recreational abuse of choice for these once majestic creatures of flight is artificial sweetener. Sweet 'n' Low is the new pink and birds are busy inhaling it.

Caught in the act at Jo's:


Surveying the scene.



Incapacitated by choice.



Just can't get enough.



Feeling remorse, wondering how common sense
and reason so easily slipped away.



All hopped up, not feeling a thing.



The tragic aftermath.


It's hard to watch this descent into darkness, unable to lend a hand. If this stuff causes cancer in laboratory animals, I can only imagine what it will do to one's flying and worm-regurgitating abilities.

somewhat shameless co-promotion.

If you read this blog, there's a good chance you've heard of the stellar Courtney Husak and of her amazing jewelry designs. (They almost make me wish I could trade in that Y chromosome of mine for another X.)

If, though, the name Husak Design reads utterly unfamiliar to you, be sure and check out her website. I took the model photos earlier this spring. (That's the shameless part of the promoting, the rest is whole-hearted.) She makes great stuff.

A few additional pictures:

holler back.

I'm back from my overseas adventures. Only time will tell if The Westification will ever recover from such neglect. I actually mostly enjoyed life without a computer, finding blogging detox to be refreshing.

Since I've been back for almost a week, I've decided to climb back on the blog horse and see what comes of it. The Westification might appear to be sea-sick on first glance, everything haven taken on a greenish hue. Your eyes do not decieve you, I wanted to give things here an entirely organic feel. Grassroots even.

I'll (re)start things off with a picture, since they speak louder than words. Or were those actions? Anyway:



Mystery is characteristic of a future untold. I do know though that my blog will never be as time-worthy as a certain R. Fred Choy's.