-old buses are the best
-I wish I had a name like that...
-the view from the road at 7:17 in the morning
-telegraph lines. I wish they were telegraph lines. wouln't that be better?
21.4.08
An Ode to West Virginia in the Spring
As luck would have it, I'm spending three weekends in a row in West Virginia, and I couldn't be happier about it. I'm in love with that place. Bruised and battered by Big Industry, it's still wild and open and ethereal. On a morning jog/ halfhearted bleary-eyed stroll I utterly failed to capture the beauty of that place in the following photos:
-old buses are the best
-I wish I had a name like that...
-the view from the road at 7:17 in the morning
-telegraph lines. I wish they were telegraph lines. wouln't that be better?
-old buses are the best
-I wish I had a name like that...
-the view from the road at 7:17 in the morning
-telegraph lines. I wish they were telegraph lines. wouln't that be better?
