Framed!!Aguereberry Point, Death Valley.

You can still sense the presence of Pete Aguereberry in the wind here. 
[cue lonely wind FX]
Then I heard something else. And it wasn't Pete. I followed it.
Cautiously, stuck my head in the door from whence it came. And saw this...

"HELP ME!!!" Mickey cried, his voice oddly muffled. He was flapping his arms frantically. How he did that inside a window frame, I'm wasn't quite sure. 

"GET ME OUT!!!" his oddly muffled voice became more frantic.

I moved my fingers in the usual pattern required of this type of spell breaker, quietly spoke the couple of words that went with them and Mickey fell out of the frame and onto the floor. Plop!.

He was clearly freaked out - and jetted out the door just as fast as you'd imagine a freaked out mouse would. He was talking nonsense and I didn't quite get the whole story... something about a wizard, a mousetrap and a ghost named Pete.

Weird.



©Karen Hutton - Creative Commons (CC BY-NC 3.0)
Dr. Who's Traveling Bar

So, isn't this a nutty shot? I decided it's Dr. Who's traveling bar. Cause I think Dr. Who must need a snort every now and then to unwind after a long day on the Time Lord time clock. And he certainly wouldn't want to chance being stuck in some godforsaken dimension of No Fun At All, seeking said snortage. Hence the need for a time travelin' Time Lord Bar. It's time-tethered to the Tardis, thus always available. Here, it's just taking off, about to wink out of this particular time-space continuum.  (Who says a 5DMKII isn't fast? Ha.)   Tall, cool one, anyone?



©Karen Hutton - Creative Commons (CC BY-NC 3.0)

Framed!!

Aguereberry Point, Death Valley.

You can still sense the presence of Pete Aguereberry in the wind here.
[cue lonely wind FX]
Then I heard something else. And it wasn't Pete. I followed it.
Cautiously, stuck my head in the door from whence it came. And saw this...

"HELP ME!!!" Mickey cried, his voice oddly muffled. He was flapping his arms frantically. How he did that inside a window frame, I'm wasn't quite sure.

"GET ME OUT!!!" his oddly muffled voice became more frantic.

I moved my fingers in the usual pattern required of this type of spell breaker, quietly spoke the couple of words that went with them and Mickey fell out of the frame and onto the floor. Plop!.

He was clearly freaked out - and jetted out the door just as fast as you'd imagine a freaked out mouse would. He was talking nonsense and I didn't quite get the whole story... something about a wizard, a mousetrap and a ghost named Pete.

Weird.



©Karen Hutton - Creative Commons (CC BY-NC 3.0)
Framed!!Aguereberry Point, Death Valley.

You can still sense the presence of Pete Aguereberry in the wind here. 
[cue lonely wind FX]
Then I heard something else. And it wasn't Pete. I followed it.
Cautiously, stuck my head in the door from whence it came. And saw this...

"HELP ME!!!" Mickey cried, his voice oddly muffled. He was flapping his arms frantically. How he did that inside a window frame, I'm wasn't quite sure. 

"GET ME OUT!!!" his oddly muffled voice became more frantic.

I moved my fingers in the usual pattern required of this type of spell breaker, quietly spoke the couple of words that went with them and Mickey fell out of the frame and onto the floor. Plop!.

He was clearly freaked out - and jetted out the door just as fast as you'd imagine a freaked out mouse would. He was talking nonsense and I didn't quite get the whole story... something about a wizard, a mousetrap and a ghost named Pete.

Weird.



©Karen Hutton - Creative Commons (CC BY-NC 3.0)

Framed!!

Aguereberry Point, Death Valley.

You can still sense the presence of Pete Aguereberry in the wind here.
[cue lonely wind FX]
Then I heard something else. And it wasn't Pete. I followed it.
Cautiously, stuck my head in the door from whence it came. And saw this...

"HELP ME!!!" Mickey cried, his voice oddly muffled. He was flapping his arms frantically. How he did that inside a window frame, I'm wasn't quite sure.

"GET ME OUT!!!" his oddly muffled voice became more frantic.

I moved my fingers in the usual pattern required of this type of spell breaker, quietly spoke the couple of words that went with them and Mickey fell out of the frame and onto the floor. Plop!.

He was clearly freaked out - and jetted out the door just as fast as you'd imagine a freaked out mouse would. He was talking nonsense and I didn't quite get the whole story... something about a wizard, a mousetrap and a ghost named Pete.

Weird.



©Karen Hutton - Creative Commons (CC BY-NC 3.0)
See photo in original gallery.