I feel as if the water is being presented to me on a plate. A fine dish. Too bad I was about to be eaten by a grue lurking in the darkness.
These are grapes. I'm sure you've heard of them.
This lime was particularly saucy. It's complexion was nice and clear. You can barely even see those pores. Couple more days and it'd be old enough for...you know....squeezing.
The texture on the paint drew me in.
All I could think was that this thing reminded me of onions.
Let's welcome the end times.
This snake was almost roadkill. It was casually slithering along a bike bath as I approached it at rapid speeds. Missing it by inches, I went back to take a picture and give it a stern talking to about looking both ways before crossing the road.
Yes, a rock off the coast. That's all.
A different snake on a different day. I'm not sure if they were related. I didn't make smalltalk.
While hiking near Lizard's Mouth, it is apparently not customary to wear the carcasses of several lizards upon your head as protection.