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Flanking the ring is the side show with all its gaudy trinkets and trashy food. I always wanted one of those kewpie dolls on a stick ... never did get one.
I got one. Which became separated from the cane it was on. The cane lived on top of the kitchen cupboard for whackings. You had to be pretty bad to get "the stick" - but geez it hurt. (now I'm gunna go and tell my mum I've told the w.w.w. she used to whack me - hehheehee - sweet revenge).
Tumbleweed It was August (known to be a windy month of the year) and it was blowing a gale. Tumbleweeds hurtled across our path, pressed forward by the busy wind. While I was photographing the tumbleweed, I braved the icy blast to find a few more tiny flowers and fruits by the roadside.
Oh I know the ones you mean - yes, I too wanted one. LOL, such deprived childhoods ;-)
ReplyDeleteLove the angle and colours. I remember shooting the ducks I wasn't into cupie dolls.
ReplyDeleteNow you've made me smile! :-) What a very cool image.
ReplyDeleteI got one.
ReplyDeleteWhich became separated from the cane it was on.
The cane lived on top of the kitchen cupboard for whackings.
You had to be pretty bad to get "the stick" - but geez it hurt.
(now I'm gunna go and tell my mum I've told the w.w.w. she used to whack me - hehheehee - sweet revenge).