Proscenium

Pumped Dry

Running on Fumes

It isn’t difficult to believe that it wasn’t that long ago that I actually use to get my gas here, and it was a full service station.  But like most every other small business out here, the economy dictated that I would have to go elsewhere.  I was very lucky to catch this shot today.  The right circumstances provided me just enough time to grab this shot which sits along one of our busier state hiways.  Feb 2, 2012

One Reply to “Pumped Dry”

  1. Nicely done. Consider converting it to soft warm sepia tone. It would emphasize the passage of time and the sense of loss inherent in the image.

    Like

Comments are closed.

Bitchin’ in the Kitchen

..because the thoughts that fall, kicking and screaming from my head need a safe place to land..

Somewhat Damaged

No one ever seems to be afraid of losing me.

wide-eyed wanderer

A little writing, travel, photos and lots of fun with a wandering spoonie

latenyte photography

everything after the sun goes down...

Magicking Rawring Thoughts

Musings of a bibliophile and wide-eyed wanderer

Through Her Eyes

BEING THE OTHER WOMAN

How to be a happy divorcee

Navigating life and (un)co-parenting after divorcing a narcissist

Midnight Mama Bay

Wife, Mama, Believer, Foodie

The Haunted Wordsmith

Winter Wonderland

teleportingweena

~wandering through life in my time machine...you never know where it will stop next~

%d bloggers like this: