And what country can preserve its liberties if their rulers are not warned from time to time that their people preserve the spirit of resistance? Let them take arms. The remedy is to set them right as to facts, pardon and pacify them. What signify a few lives lost in a century or two? The tree of liberty must be refreshed from time to time with the blood of patriots and tyrants.
the goddesses are all hidden behind the trees. the last trees were cut down for the charcoal tribute to the Danish court as tax payment and tribute in the late 1400s. look really hard for the trees to find the goddesses, the regular lookers are all out behind the shrubs catching some summertime rays...
Been there 3 times-they're hard core socialists. Works for their tiny country. In the winter it gets light about 10am and dark a bit after 3pm-high buildings have fencing on the roofs. My biggest surprise was the abundance of farmed salmon. Yuck-o. Hoofed it to the most northern point once, fucking flies were thick as honey. Every small town or village had a natural hot springs pool(s)
flies came by way of of the codfish drying racks. thank God for the steady wind blowing the cursed Satan's Angles out to sea. spent some time up there myself. Volcanic sand can get into awkward places.
Land of the goddesses.
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Deletethe goddesses are all hidden behind the trees. the last trees were cut down for the charcoal tribute to the Danish court as tax payment and tribute in the late 1400s.
Deletelook really hard for the trees to find the goddesses, the regular lookers are all out behind the shrubs catching some summertime rays...
It's just too bad they are all crazy.
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DeleteBeen there 3 times-they're hard core socialists. Works for their tiny country. In the winter it gets light about 10am and dark a bit after 3pm-high buildings have fencing on the roofs. My biggest surprise was the abundance of farmed salmon. Yuck-o. Hoofed it to the most northern point once, fucking flies were thick as honey. Every small town or village had a natural hot springs pool(s)
Deleteeven more LL wisdom. all day every day.
ReplyDeleteflies came by way of of the codfish drying racks. thank God for the steady wind blowing the cursed Satan's Angles out to sea. spent some time up there myself. Volcanic sand can get into awkward places.
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