It's such a sad old feelingthe fields are soft and green
it's memories that I'm stealing
but you're innocent when you dream -- Tom Waits
I ride my bicycle to work each day. It's not far, only about 6k, mostly along a trail through urban woodland and backways to downtown. Each day I see something that makes me stop and look. I'm sure drivers of cars experience the same thing, but the images through a car window vanish immediately. I have time to record them. Clic on the pic to enlarge.
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