While walking Lindsey on the beach yesterday my eye fell upon this scene. At first I thought it was a dismembered tentacle of some sort, but upon closer inspection, I recognized the unmistakable musculature and wrist band of the King of Greyskull. Left it there for others to discover. I think John should be happy that I didn't bring it home to display on the bookshelf.These, more beautiful, sites also caught my eye. The flowering trees are shameful in their excess. I love it!
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