My soul in the dead of winter Simone Wednesday, January 02, 2019 A photographic representation Comments H.B.January 3, 2019 at 12:10 PMWait!That looks like Bengt. What is he doing in Kansas at this time of year?ReplyDeleteRepliesReplyPeriodical CuriosityJanuary 4, 2019 at 11:16 AMhahahahah!! how did you become such a summer baby? Too funny.ReplyDeleteRepliesReplySimoneJanuary 4, 2019 at 6:32 PMThis comment has been removed by the author.ReplyDeleteRepliesReplySimoneJanuary 4, 2019 at 6:33 PMH.B, my soul is Bengt. I am he. Way to know your way around Swedish cinema! Peri, it has been an evolution, let me tell you.ReplyDeleteRepliesReplyAdd commentLoad more... Post a Comment
Tornado Drill! Just like that winter is turning to spring and in Kansas that means one thing -- let the tornado drills begin! Kansas i… Keep reading
My Favorite Type of Storm Long live the brainstorm! I say this on behalf of cerebrums everywhere, while we're still allowed to have independ… Keep reading
Polar Vortex Cometh C'est ici--another polar vortex. The arctic chill deepens in this endless winter. I look out and I see only gray.… Keep reading
Random Acts Of Canineness Galloping horses couldn't have surprised us more. In one wooosh the canine had bounded across the room and ONTO THE… Keep reading
Is It Time To Get Started On Those Collateral Vessels? Everyone knows that the heart is a muscle. But who wants to dwell on it? I am well aware that my heart --progenitor and… Keep reading
Wait!
ReplyDeleteThat looks like Bengt. What is he doing in Kansas at this time of year?
hahahahah!! how did you become such a summer baby? Too funny.
ReplyDeleteThis comment has been removed by the author.
ReplyDeleteH.B, my soul is Bengt. I am he. Way to know your way around Swedish cinema!
ReplyDeletePeri, it has been an evolution, let me tell you.