Dog Walking
That's what I do some nights. Walk the dogs.
Tonight, after driving down the blank road, passing the earth movers, and onto the dusty earth gashes, I pass the fallen trees and stare across the once undisturbed pond.
The pond has become a contained spot of natural peace and quiet, but only from 5pm to 8am.
Tonight, after driving down the blank road, passing the earth movers, and onto the dusty earth gashes, I pass the fallen trees and stare across the once undisturbed pond.
The pond has become a contained spot of natural peace and quiet, but only from 5pm to 8am.
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WOW - your pictures are SO amazing. And I love this Blogger thing. You are like the.... Brookberry Goddess. *bows*
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