The Hammerhead meets its distant cousin, a seven-bar gate. Recycled Hammerheads are melted down in a secret factory near Oxford, and made into bucolic utility items.





The Hammerhead recognises more of its distant family, and snuggles up to them.




Young Holsteins opposite the old Air Force Base, being irradiated with microwaves from the cellphone tower. Yum!



Today's run, part of my attempt to get well after three weeks of being under the weather.