Framing Life
It is highly unlikely that the state of this road, through the cemetery that sits high on a hill overlooking the town, will be passable any time soon. Especially since very shortly after I took the shot, the blue skies filled with the gray of an incoming storm. Still, I was very surprised when I saw how well this shot came out because I was certain that none of them looked good on the display. I need to remember to trust the eye (and the lens) not the display.
This is the story of building a cottage , the people and the place. Its a reminder of hope and love.
mary kate hargreaves
..because the thoughts that fall, kicking and screaming from my head need a safe place to land..
No one ever seems to be afraid of losing me.
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