The gr8ful grind

Let go of anger; It's an acid that eats away the delicate layers of your happiness

The reverse side has also its reverse side

Thursday, August 07, 2008


I live on a dead-end street. At the end is an open field owned by the city, which has in recent years allowed a community garden. As I came home from work one night last week, I found that these two fawns had discovered that garden. Madras, Oregon, July, 2008.

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