Due to the poor response last month with October desktops I thought it best to provide directions.
So please enter folks and follow me with you your November Desktop.
Tas you must tell that guy in screenshot that he is standing on the lines (not allowed)
Here is a nice place. I'd like to live here.
It has a bit of a claim to fame.
A "pearce" offering?
Love that desktop Dennis
(by the way what's she doing in a forest in her nightie ?)
(by the way what's she doing in a forest in her nightie ?)
THAT'S what you found alarming with that picture !!! :lol:
THAT'S what you found alarming with that picture !!!
:lol:
Well I mean it's obvious that the tiger is no problem as she has hypnotised it with the pear (Piriform should copyright that usage)
But honestly, she needs to dress better for the occasion
An oldie but goodie.
Love that desktop Dennis
(by the way what's she doing in a forest in her nightie ?)
Thanks hazel.
William Blake explains it in verse two I think ...
Tyger Tyger, burning bright,In the forests of the night;What immortal hand or eye,Could frame thy fearful symmetry?In what distant deeps or skies.Burnt the fire of thine eyes?On what wings dare he aspire?To seize fair maid in night attire.
Oddly he never mentioned the pear.
That's a nightie?
you have to think 'ol school @login123, like Edwardian or Victorian.
you know, way back when men were men, and woman wore, well, nighties.
An oldie but goodie.
That's your own composition done with that program you've had for a while is it not?
Cool.
No Dennis, I didn't create that desktop. I wish I could but it takes a much stronger fractal generator (and super mad math skilz) to come out looking so wild like that. I just lifted it from a site sort of like what Hazelnut just posted.
Hazelnut, now I have to look at all those fractals. It's eye candy.
Wow!! Amazing stuff, and I've found something familiar. Is this the end?
WARNING!! Not for the squeamish ...
Mmmm baked pear
Before this dies I've a confession.
In what distant deeps or skies.Burnt the fire of thine eyes?On what wings dare he aspire?To seize fair maid in night attire.
Apologies to William Blake, I made up that bit.