Elmwood On A Foggy Autumn Morn
I bet everyone is wondering why in the hell I would post a cemetery picture on Thanksgiving. Well, Elmwood is a different sort of place. It is a place that once you cross the bridge, you are transported into a world of a different time. It is welcoming and comforting. I am Thankful that it is only a few blocks from my home and that when I need to escape my walls, I can escape there. I am thankful to be alive and not have a life cut short, and I am even more thankful for the oppurtunity to be a visual witness and messenger for the places over looked in life. I am off to cook a feast for Ken and his Mom, I will get some pictures of it later. I hope that you all have a good day, and whether you are here in the US or scattered around the world, be thankful for every moment you are alive, even if the moment feels like hell, at least you are alive.
Elmwood On A Foggy Autumn Morn
I bet everyone is wondering why in the hell I would post a cemetery picture on Thanksgiving. Well, Elmwood is a different sort of place. It is a place that once you cross the bridge, you are transported into a world of a different time. It is welcoming and comforting. I am Thankful that it is only a few blocks from my home and that when I need to escape my walls, I can escape there. I am thankful to be alive and not have a life cut short, and I am even more thankful for the oppurtunity to be a visual witness and messenger for the places over looked in life. I am off to cook a feast for Ken and his Mom, I will get some pictures of it later. I hope that you all have a good day, and whether you are here in the US or scattered around the world, be thankful for every moment you are alive, even if the moment feels like hell, at least you are alive.