Freedom and saving the Environment from climate change..hmmm...I was walking by a vast piece of open land that's now under development. A once natural countryside, teaming with all the biodiversity my eye's used to fervently admire - wildlife, mighty healthy Trees, all types of wildflowers. flora and fauna, insects, it must've been that way since time began know doubt, well i'm no geographer but anyways, as I approached a giant Sign on the perimeter of this development site, it stated, ''We are pleased to inform the local area that 20 green energy Homes are being constructed to help save the Environment''...I actually started laughing at the Hypocrisy this sign was promoting. the countryside was gone..raised to the ground... I thought to myself, '' They have to now destroy the environment to save it?'' kind of says it all really, we create the crisis, and then Shout, Climate Change !, we need to go green ! we can’t save the...

"The wind is blowing, blowing over the grass. It shakes the willow catkins; the leaves shine silver. Where are you going, wind? Far, far away Over the hills, over the edge of the world. Take me with you, wind, high over the sky. I will go with you, I will be rabbit-of-the-wind, Into the sky, the feathery sky and the rabbit. The stream is running, running over the gravel, Through the brooklime, the kingcups, the blue and gold of spring. Where are you going, stream? Far, far away Beyond the heather, sliding away all night. Take me with you, stream, away in the starlight. I will go with you, I will be rabbit-of-the-stream, Down through the water, the green water and the rabbit. In autumn the leaves come blowing, yellow and brown. They rustle in the ditches, they tug and hang on the hedge. Where are you going, leaves? Far, far away Into the earth we go, with the rain and the berries. Take me, leaves, O take me on your dark journey. I will go with you, I will be rabbit-of-the-leaves, ...

It had been raining, and the water soon turned to ice.  I was a long way from my destination, and the trees and moonless night kept me from seeing anything in the way of a guidepost.  As I reached a crossroads, there on a hill above the forest I spied what looked like firelight through a window.  Maybe someone will give shelter to a hapless traveler, I thought, and made my way up an old stone pathway that apparently led to the building above.  It did, and when I stepped out of the trees I saw the place was a crumbling ruin of an old manor, but there was a fire seen through the one ground floor window that was intact.  I walked up some steps to a door and lifted the heavy, skull shaped knocker and hit the door with it three times.  Nothing.  I tried again, pulling my old coat around my shoulders and adjusting my tail to keep some of the rain off it.  Still no answer.  Well, shoot.  I pushed against the door in a gesture of futility and it...

 A Native American pronghorn girl from New Mexico (The Land Of Enchantment)-from sketch~ To finished painting~ To video~

 Oh, dear.  Billy and Randy have run dry, no way they will be most intoxicated drunks in the contest.  But... wait!   Paulie Panda has bough a Silver Parachute for the two enthusiastic although parched contestants.  Now we got a horse race!

  https://youtu.be/SbD1RoGvscE Fleischer Brothers, 1939.  The horror.       Deathmatch with Walt. They doth stride the Earth like a colossus.   Happy New Year.

  "You will not survive your injuries. For that, you can thank your mistress. Tell us where she is and your death will take seconds instead of hours!" A little birthday fanart for @CptDaniel , featuring Alina, Irna, and Nathy (and a thug), from his graphic novel project, Her Majesty's Agents! This is only my speculation as to what might happen in the story. If you want to know more, check out CptDaniel's gallery, get on board with HMA, and follow along! Naturally, Alina, Irna, Nathy, and Henchguy belong to CptDaniel. Please do not use or repost without his permission!   https://www.deviantart.com/andibi Reposted by kind permission of CptDaniel.   https://www.deviantart.com/cptdaniel "Respice post te!"