1. DisSymmetry. I seem to be in a Mondrian mood today.

2. McMONDRIAN’s.

3. A Spoonful of Avocado. I never used to like avocados, and now I’m in love with them. They’re creamy and delicious, and they’re beautiful to boot.

4. april sunday. Tulips are so pretty, but they make me sneeze something awful. So I have to enjoy them in pictures, for the most part. I love the colors and the depth of focus in this one.

5. Keep Off My (freshly-mowed) Lawn!. This captures the effort he’s putting into his lawn so nicely.

6. Crepes Au Chocolate. Oh chocolate. You’re even better than an avocado.

7. blue swirl. Great colors and movement, and I love the little girl peeking through in the background.

8. All alone in the universe . . . Sally 4/21/07. That cat is ready to take on the world.

9. And her pale fire she snatches from the sun. 198/365. I love her skirt.

10. Nearly Summer. I love the contrast of the dark trees against the yellow “carpet.”

11. Strike!!!. It took me awhile to figure out how this photo was set up. That’s not entirely true. I didn’t figure it out until the photographer posted a “back stage” picture.

12. We got a piper down. I think it’s pretty obvious why I like this.

Created with fd’s Flickr Toys.

This story can’t be true.

The scam was uncovered when Japanese moviestar Maiko Kawamaki went on a talk-show and wondered why her new pet would not bark or eat dog food.

She was crestfallen when told it was a sheep.

Then hundreds of other women got in touch with police to say they feared their new “poodle” was also a sheep.

I wish there was a picture with the story. I can’t imagine anyone mistaking a sheep for a poodle.

There’s a wonderfully told story about a terrifying travel adventure over at Sweet Juniper. Here’s a bit of it:

The ship passed through winedark waters reflecting the lights of the Cyclades, of Naxos, so close, reversing Daedalus’ daring flight, from Athens to Crete. We woke at dawn, still hours from port. But the bag beneath my head was gone. I stood up, panic shedding all trace of sleep from my eyes, and I found it, emptied of its contents on the seat in front of us. The thief had left the fleece, but nothing else. We suddenly had nothing of any real value. We didn’t even have enough coin to buy the 200 drachma phone card we would need just to activate a pay phone to make a collect call to our parents, who had just gone to bed back in America. We searched through our rucksacks. We had nothing at all between us but dirty clothes and a rudimentary grasp of Ancient Greek when the ship docked at Chania and the thief finally escaped with the crowds down the gangplanks out into the unknown.

Now click on the over there and find out what happened.