This greenhouse is no longer in existence. Many years ago, I was out walking on a snowy evening and saw these Poinsettias through a fogged window.
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Brave old gas pump. Up on Hazel Mountain Road in Southwest Virginia.
A friend of mine likes to collect rocks for terrariums…terraria, whatever.
I never was real sure about this image. Even though there appears to be sufficient light, I was shooting a 3.5 lens, which means I got some camera movement…enough to make the image soft. Pshop tightened it up, but I wish I’d had a tripod.
Heading out for a walk, I saw this dude relaxing with a (cough!) smoke and idly looking at this, um, sculpture. Maybe it’s an assemblage…
This is a window in an old, closed shop in East Jenkins KY. The sign is choice, just like the eggs.
There is was. I didn’t pose it, just removed the plastic bag it had been set on.
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