Words of the Constant
It's gleamin' white like the mountains up North!
Nature's full of amazing things, eh?
Lookit that, it's growing back!
Guess that's that.
Hey buddy!
At least it doesn't attract birds.
Some good craftsmanship.
That's something else, eh?
Something is off aboot that rock, eh?
That makes sense.
Aw! He barely had a chance!
It's caught a bit of a bug.
A poor excuse for wood.
I want to see it grow so I can chop it down.
Picking isn't as fun as chopping.
With this heat it'll never grow to chopping size!
Doesn't seem right to boil nature down to just a bunch of facts and figures.
Glad that's not me.
Great, now those feathered hosers are gonna run wild.
He's doing the world a service.
Yikes.
Huh. Wonder where it came from?
Anything to protect the ol' dome, eh?
I can see far and wide!
I'm really more of a whittler.
Back to whittling.
Oughta put a block of cut stone up there.
Hm. Not bad, eh?
I don't get art. Whattaya think Lucy?
Whose bright idea was it to fix this thing?
Is stone supposed to move like that?
Creepy.
That doesn't seem right.
Once you've seen one weird statue, you've seen'em all.
Just needed a little duct tape.
Is stone supposed to move like that?
Yikes. Put it back in.
That's a heavy lookin' hoser.
Just a big hunk of stone, as far as I'm concerned.
As if I didn't have enough reasons to hate full moons.
Is stone supposed to move like that?
Looks a bit like one of them chargin' hosers.
Just a big hunk of marble, that.
It looks a bit crispier than usual.
It's good to be ready for anything at sea.
We don't have this back home.
It's a sea stack.
Somebody better get to unemptying this trap.
Great Lakes, I think she caught something!
A handy pack for seeds.