Once upon a time, the Chainsaw Eagle God awaited its rightful tribute.
And lo, offerings it was given! The Chainsaw Eagle God was pleased.
But there lurked in the shadows of the trees another power, jealous of the Chainsaw Eagle God’s bounty. It wasted no time.
The Chainsaw Eagle God has fallen! All Hail the Black Squirrel!
The Chainsaw Eagle God’s reply: A great and terrible curse.
Surely the world must dread what is to come.
All of these pictures, oddly enough, were taken on my daily walk along the lakeshore near my work. They were not taken in the order in which they appear here (and the graffiti on the sidewalk has been there much longer than the Chainsaw Eagle…).