Saturday, June 29, 2013

Saturday, June 22, 2013

Last Night When We Were Young


All gone now. Swept under the rug. Without this photo there will be no proof of existence.

Saturday, June 15, 2013

It Shouldn't Happen To A Dream


This was probably once someone's dream house. Many dreams crash in on themselves. You pick up and move on.

Saturday, June 8, 2013

The Crooked Man


A morose fellah may see this is as a metaphor for the twilight years. He should shake that feeling and embrace the things that still bring joy.

Saturday, June 1, 2013