Vaulting the Canyon

If only I knew what that meant...well I suppose you could imagine a person with a pole-vaulting pole running, planting, and being flung across the whole of the grand canyon to land on the opposing side. Or maybe it has some underlying meaning; who knows heh.

Its always fun when it gets to that point of winter where I refuse to go outside without a scarf or neck warmer plus all the other winter accoutrement. I only mean that half sarcastically, I mean I do sincerally love winter, but when it hits four degrees outside thats a tad too chilly. In the theme of winter and more clay-mation here is Fleet Foxes.

Fleet Foxes
Winter White Hymnal




now for a nap, mmm.