We made a quick detour this morning to take a photo of Telephone-Pole-Henge.
A sunny, but cold start to the day.
The Beckster always hallucinates on this side of the mountain, seeing things I don't.
The Beckster always hallucinates on this side of the mountain, seeing things I don't.
A flower still hanging on this late in the season.
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Those telephone poles look strangely majestic.
A metaphorical "last rose of summer" in daisy form.
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