Boxes & Bellows
and no wee boatee
Tuesday, January 10, 2017
Keep
There it was awaiting me to snap it up.
Not the best example of a fank, all forlorn and less than loved. Still, the mist was hanging over it and I wrestled the camera to the right place and snapped it up. It didn't seem to mind.
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