Wednesday, October 28, 2009

winter
spring
summer

fall

Wednesday, October 21, 2009

Went for a walk today at Dad's, trying to be very quiet so the deer wouldn't hear me. I'm almost sure I heard gunshots but dad says it's only bow season...

The dead tree, the path marker.


Don't the power lines have a certain charm to them now that they never had when we were young? What is that about?


Astorino's!
the house from up on the sheep hill