Things I Saw On The Way to the Mailbox (Photo essay)… A radiant beauty stared at the lovers and those who wished they were. Friends comforted each other, holding hands when necessary. The old and weary rested near the young. The teenagers hung out and made bad decisions; the mother and father loved their child forever. The yellow mums gave up the ghost while the snowcap …
October 29, 2017
by jenniferpuryear