The photos in this post were taken by our now-gone Fuji Finepix s6000 camera.
Early this December, our home was broken into. Happens to millions of people. 812 more words
Monday Morning–crisp, cold, refreshing.
When there are Mondays like this, where the grass and cottonwood leaves are encrusted in a crackling shell, you can’t imagine or remember that only a short time earlier, the weather was greasy-hot, permeating everything like the sticky black tar that liquifies in the cracks of parking lots. 297 more words