I parked my rig at work and noticed these beautiful blooms on an otherwise ignored hedge.
Old Fence 1 SwittersB
The last signs of an old homestead torn down a few years ago. The corner post and barbed wire don’t support anything now…
empty bed after SB swittersb
0730 hrs, the clock ticks loud now…the room is silent, the sheets rolled up. The scene of the last gasps at life, the scene of months of hospice care…the vigil…the journey…the realities of it all…the final stillness. Now she is gone and the room is quiet except for that ticking of the clock.
Hot Colors spey reel SB SwittersB
Beautiful colors combine to incite, to provoke, to intrude, to piss off….hopefully.