Tullycavan
Mumbling to myself while rain comes up the valley
Saturday, August 16, 2014
Dots and a Homecoming
Nicely Modernist.
I met my sister at the Station to drive her to her place. I like the random figures in the foreground, the movement and wondering what the story is?
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