Monday, June 15, 2015

Mus kingtutticus

I am working on cleaning out and rearranging my shop building. This deceased citizen was in the bottom of one of the boxes I am triaging and discarding. There was a kind of macabre beauty to him and so I had to photograph the corpus. Few small corpses survive so well. There were evidently no flies available to give him the last rites so I assume he perished during the winter. He will have no sarcophagus, and no tomb, but he has been memorialized, in a way.

1 comment:

Gigi K. said...

Were the dogs interested in this desiccated crunchy critter? My Emmy would have wanted to roll on it...