Sunday, March 30, 2008

The Shed

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Blogger Kathy Farrelly said...

Gorgeous pic Jarcob.
Where was that taken?

30/3/08 11:27 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Hi Kath. It's a little old place in the hills on the Bass Coast, Victoria.

It's the kind of shed I dream about. In the kind of backyard I dream about.

The Love Shed, a little old place...

31/3/08 11:09 AM  
Blogger Father Park said...

Yes: I could retire there from the bloody world right about now.

1/4/08 8:25 PM  
Blogger Kathy Farrelly said...

Me too, Mike.
Good place to have your pig on the spit I reckon!

It certainly is a soothing peaceful pic Jarcob.

'Far from the madding crowd's ignoble strife,
Their sober wishes never learn'd to stray;
Along the cool sequester'd vale of life.
They kept the noiseless tenor of their way.'

Thomas Gray..

1/4/08 11:37 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

I retired from the world yonks ago; it keeps following me.

2/4/08 8:11 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Hey Kath maybe we could drive the Potomac to that shed on the hill and shed our woes and our clothes.

I love sheds and shedding but definatley not shredding; though when I've had too much to drink it all sounds the same.

2/4/08 8:20 PM  
Blogger Kathy Farrelly said...

Sounds wonderful Justin.

Ya know ,I was in the supermarket today and a nice looking bloke tried to chat me up.
'Cause I hate shopping I was just trying to get it over and done with as soon as possible, so just supposed he was being friendly.

I realized otherwise when I kept bumping into him in almost every aisle.He told me I looked really good, and asked me what I did to keep fit!(good for one's ego)

He himself was a jogger.

He was a really nice guy too, with a beautiful smile, no sleaze..
Now.. If I had not have been married!!!!!!

Oh.. And he only bought two items!!( chuckles.)

2/4/08 9:29 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Some years ago I read that supermarkets were a good place to chat up chicks.

I thought I could do that but the chick I ended up with was stuffed already and had nothing to say except she was on special.

2/4/08 10:41 PM  
Blogger Friedham I. Whont said...

that the best you can do, JAS?

"My previous remarks, at any rate, weren't intended as a comment on anyone's motivations in this matter.
Never mind. Cheers all, and adieu."

3/4/08 1:59 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Well gee, Phil, I guess I could flame people who refuse to see things exactly as I do, but I've always found the Kendall/Pahoff approach to winning hearts and minds to be pretty ineffective.

3/4/08 2:10 PM  
Blogger Friedham I. Whont said...

I'm not really into 'winning hearts and minds,' and Usrael less so. The name of the game - IMHO - is to get some progress. Farting around in WD just ain't gunna do it, what with the CWA, jolly hockey-sticks'n all. And the moderators cuddling trolls. Chunder!

3/4/08 2:44 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

"The name of the game - IMHO - is to get some progress. Farting around in WD just ain't gunna do it..."

As opposed to sitting back and blogging about people farting about in WD, right? Jeepers...

3/4/08 11:33 PM  
Blogger Kathy Farrelly said...

Touche' Dylan

4/4/08 12:00 AM  
Blogger Kathy Farrelly said...

Fried Ham.... Mmmm.. Can I have eggs and toast with mine, please?

4/4/08 1:08 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

I always find a slice of pineapple goes well with the fried ham, Kath - not to mention a serve of mushrooms, too.

4/4/08 1:20 AM  
Blogger Caz said...

A pile of BBQed dead animals and BBQed pineapple rings Dylan - hmmm, never fails to please.

5/4/08 4:02 PM  

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