Mackerel

I've put mackerel up on the posts of the fence. The seagulls haven't looked at it yet. The sun is making it smell now.

Stick your paints you mo fo!

I used to paint little pewter men. Not any more though. It pisses me right off these days. I prefer to read instead. I'm losing a hobby mind you, and it does feel strange. However, if something annoys as much as painting little tin men does, it's time to stop the rot.

I'm going to be free!

Sunflowers are up.

Bowel movement is regular.