You could still hear the cicadas after the fireworks and after the rain, and their carapaces were there to be discovered all around this neighborhood where one also finds a lot of abandoned cars.
As always, fine prose. The photos remind me of scene from your fiction.
I always learn so much reading your Field Notes. Thanks
Wonderful, thoughtful images!
As always, fine prose. The photos remind me of scene from your fiction.
I always learn so much reading your Field Notes. Thanks
Wonderful, thoughtful images!