I am feeling kind of sad tonight you wanna know why? My deer gal got a crew cut today. You see it all started at the big dance around the ole oak tree. We were holding a fawn birthday party. I lighted her up with a peacock coat almost original. To be frank I bribed one of the ancient deer who have those skull heads with the especially large antlers. I do not know it it was original or not but I traded a couple of hours of keeping watch near the pond for it and took my place in the rumble near the ruins. My 1946 mask from fawn kindergarten and a genuine almost as good as metal monogrammed hold a stick leg pouch with only one crack in it. Any how it started at the deer dance

The deer near the blue bonnet grotto surrounded by large aspen trees slowly meandered among the flowers till they each found a spot to look out from. The ivy had grown so much over the last year from some angles it made the tree appear as a conifer. The day had been especially taxing as the red crossed hare mask deer repeatedly charged up the hill at the twin gods. Formed as a brigade with impish intensity they assaulted the twin gods to make some point only the imp deer know. For a time the forest sound became impire with chortles, gurgles, tricksters and wanderers frolicking around. Impire Empire lead the days with belly laughs( deer falls backwards and wriggles almost a sexual invite but not quite just a good tease) and while meditating and contemplating.... well deer fell out of the trees. So for a time we had Raindeer all around the pond daily. They would sit up in the tree branches or the fortune cookie shaped leafage waiting. Once under the tree you could not see them so you learned to get on top of a mound or another deer and look first. Then the imp deer learned to fly. dropping down a bit they would chase you into the forest. In mass at least eleven of them would group, fall to the ground on their backs and do the wriggle. If you came near by they would hop up.and neck snuggle. After a few moments all would begin to dance. Like Hotel California you could not leave till the head deer said so. You danced and danced and danced. The imp deer would take over so much almost all the deer present in the fores would dance all at once like some magical spell in some fairy deer land set in motion by one innocent fawn exploring out of curiosity. I being from a major imp family chose to run around most gleefully defying having a mentor deer after capture.

The Mars Rover they put away. It has some power left but they won't let anyone play. I want to write my name in the Martian sands so.................................


In the Endless Forest red ground exists and it has a few bare spots. With just one simple Tkinter program the deer could write their name in the red sand....

Not forever....just awhile...and then some thing or someone wipe it ...

Python 3
defintion
recursive technique
nested functions

def spam1 ():

def spam2():

def spam3():
z =" evn more spam"
return z

y = " more spam"
y += spam3()
return y

x = "spam"
x += spam2()
return x

print(spam1())

Output
spam more spam even more spam

The skating the pond deer is no more. Took his last glide across the waters and now navigates somewhere in the mist of the heavens. Taking the deer helm he steers the mighty deer ship across billows of clouds with a smirky grin like a possum caught foraging behind a tree. Coupled 40 years with a she deer who had the ways of the wanderer and the charm of a madam without teeth. Together they danced and made music in forest realms surrounding their home spot. Taking deerlets in they mentored, nurtured and soothed till the fawns could run out independently on their own. Though the fur become tainted with gray and silver their impish spirits did not.

Now alone she who wails and beys across the forest alone tis discovering she has to go on and the hagfish deer have gathered with their steely smiles and nice platitudes surrounding her and like Dorthy Parker deer finds she must Resume:

Razors pain you;
Rivers are damp;
Acids stain you;
And drugs cause cramp.
Guns aren't lawful;
Nooses give;
Gas smells awful;
You might as well live.

Gray in the forest


Gray is the queen of colors, because she makes everyone else look good. ... so the gray day is coverage by the twin god deer queen

A gray day provides the best light.

Most consequential choices involve shades of gray, and some fog is often useful in getting things done.

Grey matter

all deer are grey at night

Gray in the forest


Gray is the queen of colors, because she makes everyone else look good. ... so the gray day is coverage by the twin god deer queen

A gray day provides the best light.

Most consequential choices involve shades of gray, and some fog is often useful in getting things done.

Grey matter

all deer are grey at night

https://www.deviantart.com/barnababaruch/art/Rainbow-Circle-780241856

import math
try:
import tkinter
except ImportError:
import Tkinter as tkinter

def parabola(page, size):

for x in range(size):
y = x * x / size
plot(page, x, y)
plot(page, -x, y)

#Modify the circle function so that it allows the color of the circle to be specified
#and defaults to red if a color is not given.

Invictus
apologies to WILLIAM ERNEST HENLEY modified by theano

Out of the flowers that cover me,
Blue as the pit from waterhole to waterhole,
I thank whatever twin gods may be
For my unconquerable soul.

In the embrace of chance circumstance
I have not moaned nor cried aloud.
Under the wanderings of chance
My head is bobbing, but unbowed.

Beyond this place of dance and cheers
Looms but the ever-present shade,
And yet the passing of the years
Finds and shall find us all unafraid.

It matters not how strait the gate,
How charged with humming in the knoll,
I am the master of my deer fate,
I am the deer captain of my soul.

Took my curled up deer for a slide all over the forest. What if as you slide the deer put on a line on the landscape wherever it passed. If you had a simple palette you could do a temporary landscape with the deer as your artist tool. As other deer pass they could see your doodle. Deer doodle all over the forest. At some point from the chaos and doodle someone would create a master piece on the forest floor. Take a screen shot, tell others and they see you living art. An interaction between deer and forest. Others could add to the deer drawing and have a community drawing. Interactive art.