A return to the sawmill series, looking at some rusty details.
Two different shots here. I framed the pipe up in both portrait and landscape. Each says something a little different.
I’ve not been Faithful Blogger this fall season. (NOT that I have been unfaithful to you. No, no no.)
I decided that this year, I would take full and glorious advantage of being unemployed and scheduled as many adventures as two months could hold. Good plan, Wabi Sabi!
Four trips down, one (maybe two?) to go: I believe I have used these two months to their fullest, though as a result, I’ve been light on the posting and commenting.
I’m not one to make excuses, but some of the places I’ve been have heretofore only been glimpsed by the Google Earth satellite. And then, as you well know, internet connections are often spotty in war zones. And what do you DO when a python eats your backup battery? I may have mentioned that I was (true story) drummed out of the Girl Scouts when I was 12 for being “insubordinate.” Well, apparently I missed the Heimlich on a Python badge work.
What I’m trying to say is that once I am home and fully debriefed by the State Department on this last little outing, I will give you my undivided attention.