Our pier
Freshly-packed pickles
“Three Sisters”
The garden.
It’s obviously not on the tiny island. It’s on the shore, a boat ride away.
*to be continued*
Oto in Motherland: a (huge) photo log
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Otohiko
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ConstruKction
Our pier
Freshly-packed pickles
“Three Sisters”
The garden.
It’s obviously not on the tiny island. It’s on the shore, a boat ride away.
*to be continued*
Our pier
Freshly-packed pickles
“Three Sisters”
The garden.
It’s obviously not on the tiny island. It’s on the shore, a boat ride away.
*to be continued*
The Birds are using humanity in order to throw something terrifying at this green pig. And then what happens to us all later, that’s simply not important to them…
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Otohiko
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In the garden.
It was an exceptionally dry summer, difficult to grow stuff.
Grandfather picking carrots
The cucumber greenhouse
Growing cabbage
Black currant berries.
I gorged on them right then and there. Sweet stuff
*to be continued*
It was an exceptionally dry summer, difficult to grow stuff.
Grandfather picking carrots
The cucumber greenhouse
Growing cabbage
Black currant berries.
I gorged on them right then and there. Sweet stuff
*to be continued*
The Birds are using humanity in order to throw something terrifying at this green pig. And then what happens to us all later, that’s simply not important to them…
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Otohiko
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More black currant.
MORE!
Abandoned garden structures, like some beasts’ skeletons in the brush
More funky twigs
Catch of the day!
Net.
For those wondering, my grandfather is a licensed net fisher.
*to be continued*
MORE!
Abandoned garden structures, like some beasts’ skeletons in the brush
More funky twigs
Catch of the day!
Net.
For those wondering, my grandfather is a licensed net fisher.
*to be continued*
The Birds are using humanity in order to throw something terrifying at this green pig. And then what happens to us all later, that’s simply not important to them…
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Otohiko
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The unimpressive rapids
Forest
Marshy land above the rapids
Rocks and trees and water… and clouds
Not just in Canada
Unimpressive rapids, viewed downstream
*to be continued*
Forest
Marshy land above the rapids
Rocks and trees and water… and clouds
Not just in Canada
Unimpressive rapids, viewed downstream
*to be continued*
The Birds are using humanity in order to throw something terrifying at this green pig. And then what happens to us all later, that’s simply not important to them…
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Otohiko
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Oto striking poses again
…this was NOT posed!
I survived, etc.
Oto’s glasses hiding on a rock
Wandering the woods!
Dry ground under the pine trees
*to be continued*
…this was NOT posed!
I survived, etc.
Oto’s glasses hiding on a rock
Wandering the woods!
Dry ground under the pine trees
*to be continued*
The Birds are using humanity in order to throw something terrifying at this green pig. And then what happens to us all later, that’s simply not important to them…
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Otohiko
- Joined: Mon May 05, 2003 8:32 pm
Rotting timber
Upstream…
Campfire site
Campfire site and lake
I have the fondest memories of this campfire site.
We, the islander kids, would come here and have our campfire time, burning bread. That’s right, not toasting, burning. We called bread burned to perfect blackness “galoshes” and ate it with particular satisfaction
Not our island, but clearly the most cramped island I have yet seen
*to be continued*
Upstream…
Campfire site
Campfire site and lake
I have the fondest memories of this campfire site.
We, the islander kids, would come here and have our campfire time, burning bread. That’s right, not toasting, burning. We called bread burned to perfect blackness “galoshes” and ate it with particular satisfaction
Not our island, but clearly the most cramped island I have yet seen
*to be continued*
The Birds are using humanity in order to throw something terrifying at this green pig. And then what happens to us all later, that’s simply not important to them…
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Otohiko
- Joined: Mon May 05, 2003 8:32 pm
Dacha, indoors.
Balalaika, the famed 3-string Russian lute-type instrument that has a lot in common with the banjo.
Kitchen
Pier, with the sun glaring brightly from the washing sink mirror
Pier and Fast Rowboat
Evening
*to be continued*
Balalaika, the famed 3-string Russian lute-type instrument that has a lot in common with the banjo.
Kitchen
Pier, with the sun glaring brightly from the washing sink mirror
Pier and Fast Rowboat
Evening
*to be continued*
The Birds are using humanity in order to throw something terrifying at this green pig. And then what happens to us all later, that’s simply not important to them…
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Otohiko
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Mathilda
She’s very natural in that environment. Excellent climber.
Also terribly intelligent. It took her a while to acknowledge me as “one of her own” – but not too long. I’ve never met her before, but I soon had conversations with this cat. I swear, she knows exactly what you say to her.
A strange find in the bushes…
Very creepy:
*to be continued*
She’s very natural in that environment. Excellent climber.
Also terribly intelligent. It took her a while to acknowledge me as “one of her own” – but not too long. I’ve never met her before, but I soon had conversations with this cat. I swear, she knows exactly what you say to her.
A strange find in the bushes…
Very creepy:
*to be continued*
The Birds are using humanity in order to throw something terrifying at this green pig. And then what happens to us all later, that’s simply not important to them…
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Otohiko
- Joined: Mon May 05, 2003 8:32 pm
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Otohiko
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Mathilda, scouting.
Here come the peoples. Mathilda in for official welcome.
The pier
Mathilda on the pier
She knows what I’m doing, and she’s posing for the camera, I’m telling you
Assessing the flat-bottom after a routine voyage
*to be continued*
Here come the peoples. Mathilda in for official welcome.
The pier
Mathilda on the pier
She knows what I’m doing, and she’s posing for the camera, I’m telling you
Assessing the flat-bottom after a routine voyage
*to be continued*
The Birds are using humanity in order to throw something terrifying at this green pig. And then what happens to us all later, that’s simply not important to them…