The gnome took a shoe.

Bad gnome.

I am still the best at paint though.

Not Photoshop, but I'm very impressed.

Birthday is Earthday.

Jenny drew me this. Is Barbarians! She is Temarinde on DeviantART.

Big lunch today.

Had hamburger.

The Barbarians.

There are four of them. Five if you count the Everflowing Beer.

The name of the bottomless drinking horn is Mjödner.

November in Thimbleweed Valley.

It looks way better in mid-spring, when there are flowers everywhere; and the giant morses retreat northwards. But once the snow comes down in the winter, and the eroded shores are free from passing ships, the silence is blissful and welcome indeed. That's what it's like when you live alone on untamed land.

(I just realised, that the snow on the mountains should probably end at the same altitude, but it doesn't. Bother.)

More dancing.

More. More. Until your foot is the shin. Yes.