Monday, April 22, 2013

Kite-Stuck-In-Tree

One of those sad, somehow nice things.
Also, Kite-Stuck-In-Tree, is my Native American name.

Also, these three trees look like a bunch of old gossip mongers.  Haughty, balding grumps, griping
about everything that goes down in Blue Kills Park.  My kinda guys.