Rutledge Ave., Charleston, S.C.
Still life with shells and bottles.
No yard is safe with me. I'll spot the quirky character bits and save the photo for a day when I walk in the dark without my camera. I've been doing that a lot lately, coming home tired, crashing with my bowl of leftovers - getting noddy in my corner of the couch, and then finally getting in the mood to go for a hike long after I should. Luckily the downtown streets are still swarming with college students late into the evening.
What movie shall I see tomorrow afternoon, kids?
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I totally miss being one of those college kids.
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