All But Forgotten
Another one of my favorite finds is an old truck, car, or tractor. Somehow they embody their own story of hard work, good times, and an innocence we'll never see again. Yet, their stories are secrets whispered to the woods, fields, and junk yards which slowly consume their glory.
Steeples
Pillars of hope on the horizon...
Whether reaching out from a city skyline or nestled in the country foliage, there's something about seeing that cross that is reassuring, reaffirming... It's good to know that people everywhere gather and share that same faith held within your own heart.
"Precious Blood"
Fire Hydrants
Yep... You read it right! Fire Hydrants!
I've had a fascination with them since I was a little girl. Whenever we drove anywhere (which was often), I would love to just "look" out the windows. The journey was often more what I looked forward to than the destination.