Another scene along my commute that I have shot before, but was never happy with the results. This time, I think there is some story to the image. I especially like the garage slowly being reclaimed by nature.
I visited my mother at her care facility this morning. This Valiant and I, we were born the same year.
Five or so families from our Cub Scout pack went on a snow trip today to Iron Mountain Sno-Park. There was plenty of snow despite the lack of precipitation over the last month or two, and everyone had a blast. Especially me, since the “Sno-Park” is located on the site of an abandoned ski resort. This is my first interior shot.
Sometimes when you step back and say, “hey, wait a minute,” you notice some traditions are bizarrely avant garde.
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