February

Just because me and photoblog weren't together for a while doesn't mean we don't still love you. It's not your fault. We just had some things we had to talk about. I'm sorry photoblog didn't come to your little league game. Can we make it up to you with some ice cream?

Postcard



Well, I do!



Brown and White



I gots me some tan.


Bamboo



If Tolkien's elves lived in China, they'd totally live in bamboo forests, which would be boss as hell.


Sleepy



Koalas sleep about 18 hours a day. Even though wombats and koalas are the result of divergent evolution, they behave more like sloths than anything else.
Cutest infestation ever.


Sea-Fever



I must go down to the seas again, to the lonely sea and the sky,
And all I ask is a tall ship and a star to steer her by,
And the wheel's kick and the wind's song and the white sail's shaking,
And a gray mist on the sea's face, and a gray dawn breaking.

I must go down to the seas again, for the call of the running tide
Is a wild call and a clear call that may not be denied;
And all I ask is a windy day with the white clouds flying,
And the flung spray and the blown spume, and the sea-gulls crying.

I must go down to the seas again, to the vagrant gypsy life,
To the gull's way and the whale's way, where the wind's like a whetted knife;
And all I ask is a merry yarn from a laughing fellow-rover,
And quiet sleep and a sweet dream when the long trick's over

By John Masefield (1878-1967).