Once again, JamesB000 has drawn my rabbit Billy far better than I can.  It is such an honor to have this awesome artist take my creation and run with it.  This is really his own, Billy has never looked this good.  I am overwhelmed by his skill and ability, and what can I say but thanks, James, another great creation!   https://www.deviantart.com/jamesb000  

Right ! you lot, Attention! now some of you will not last more than 2 weeks on the frontline but pick up those old kit bags and keep a stiff upper lip. Even General McCully, after he got his head blown off?, when they recovered his head? his lip was as stiff as a board! so keep those lips stiff ! ! Now, I'm going to smarten you all up and sweeten you up to fight ! for king and country ! I'm here to turn you all into the perfect killing machines before sending you off to fight on the frontlines in the trenches - You'll mainly be hanging around in those hell pits for 3 years, waterlogged, rat infested and you will keep your uniforms on at all times ! for the king ! even if you're covered in lice and even if you see photo's of Our glorious King George V Dressed up in the enemies uniform like the Kaiser? and they maybe related? but dismiss all that ! you do your duty for Saxe Coburg Gotha !..i mean Windsor, Windsor! until the whistles blows? and then the big pus...

 A group of ladies for a large painting-in color with vintage paper ephemera in the background~ In vintage sepia color~ Art in progress video~

   A neighbor who we love dearly is moving.  She gave me these adorable Romantic era rabbits.  She and her husband made excellent ceramics and these are some of them.  I have not broken your heart— you ¬ have broken it; and in breaking it, you have broken mine. So much the worse for me that I am strong. Do I want to live? What kind of living will it be when you—oh, God! would  you  like to live with your soul in the grave?’ Emily Brontë,  Whuthering Heights.  1847.

Happy Birthday to Andibi! https://www.deviantart.com/andibi Stunning artwork from- https://www.deviantart.com/cptdaniel

  After a while, he could no longer see the birds and he began to be frightened again.      I am not my five senses, he thought.      I am not this thought.      Though I walk through the valley of the shadow... belay that.      In the end, there was only the tracks.  That's enough, he said, to himself, I can dig tracks.  Out of spite, out of pride, he counted the crossties aloud.  He counted hundreds and hundreds of them.  When he had to stop, he leaned his head on his rifle and held to the blazing rail with his strong right hand. Robert Stone, Dog Soldiers     (This is Ray Hicks, about to die.  He has just been in a firefight against 4 evil men, and two of them are dead.  He has been hit under the arm with an air marshal round and is in very bad shape.  Ray was nibbling peyote before the fight and is now on heroin as well to kill the pain. The red cir...