whatever happens to old gloves ?
do you ever wonder where the old gloves go that i see and photograph. i don’t.
but here’s one we saw last week, but a week later. it’s managed to climb up the hedge.
we had an obligatory family point at this one. even jane joined in (from a suitable distance)
camouflage donkies (donkeys?)
can you see the donks ?
here they are
bottle of coke in a wet ditch
this isn’t really a cola drink on a railing. it’s more of a cola bottle in a soggy ditch. these things happen.
topless light
did the top just pop off ? don’t hide your light under an orange ball.
ironing board
here’s an ironing board. it was dark, so it was a long exposure and someone walked across the photo which is why there’s a bit of a white blur over the front.
you can tell this was a christmas picture by the abandoned tree. perhaps someone decided to throw both out at the same time ?
