This week I blew off steam at the archery range. I shot this cute, chubby little cupid right through his adorable abdomen from the end of the range. Those are both my arrows. I also shot some paper hearts, and a lot of nothing. (See that shot just off of this cupid's head? That was my first try for him.)Take that, commercialized holiday of romance!
This post's theme word: ecchymosis, "black-and-blue" or "bruise." It's just a flesh wound!
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