So... on this last day of winter... A soulless war hound and a demented lunatic have started a war against a band of hateful religious zealots, and this will most likely not end well. This timeline is beyond cursed and I have no hope left for humanity. None. Still; life goes on, one day after the next, walks must be walked, pictures must be taken and the struggle to not lose one's mind is unending. - A #stick in a puddle. Think it's a piece of a broken fence. It looks like a strange, dead bird creature --- 3 #selfies . I feel old and ugly and I guess I need to get over that. - Winter aconites in the wild