Today, on my way to the Monteagle Piggly-Wiggly, I decided I would stop on my way home and photograph the mysterious F.
I hadn't counted on the buzzard.
It appeared and I snapped. I call it "Bird Off a Wire."
May they all sing many more days.
Saturday, January 25, 2014
The Letter F
hangs from a wire across 41-A. I have driven under it hundreds of times, and I hope I will drive under it hundreds more. But I have absolutely no idea what it means.
Today, on my way to the Monteagle Piggly-Wiggly, I decided I would stop on my way home and photograph the mysterious F.
I hadn't counted on the buzzard.
It appeared and I snapped. I call it "Bird Off a Wire."
Here are birds on a different kind of wire.
May they all sing many more days.
Today, on my way to the Monteagle Piggly-Wiggly, I decided I would stop on my way home and photograph the mysterious F.
I hadn't counted on the buzzard.
It appeared and I snapped. I call it "Bird Off a Wire."
May they all sing many more days.
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