ack ack ack ack

ack ack

Over at my mom’s place, hanging out for a bit.

It’s overcast with some sprinkles after a pretty fantastic thunderstorm last night. Her backyard garden looks saturated and happy.

I figured I’d spice up a photograph of the greenery by dragging out an old toy from the basement. Old is a questionable term as this figure from Mars Attacks indicates I never really stopped collecting.

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