Clouds come floating into my life, no longer to carry rain or usher storm, but to add color to my sunset sky. Tagore

Wednesday, August 7, 2013

Walking to appointment today

















 This poor man did not smell pretty


 A whirly-gig, whirling








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  1. LanoraSeptember 4, 2013 at 3:36 AM

    I would have been ready for a Coca Cola after that walk.
    Interesting photos.

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