While floating down the Deerfield river, sipping my fifth beer, I noticed that the rocks, the sycamores, and the mergansers were all the same color. The potato vines represent the endless fields of potatoes in Hatfield, Mass.
Wednesday, August 31, 2011
Massachusetts
While floating down the Deerfield river, sipping my fifth beer, I noticed that the rocks, the sycamores, and the mergansers were all the same color. The potato vines represent the endless fields of potatoes in Hatfield, Mass.
Saturday, August 20, 2011
The Creek
I don't have any "why" or "what" for this one. She's just someone I see at the creek sometimes.
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