One photo taken each day, for one complete year, beginning on January 1st, 2011.
There's a Spanish train that runs betweenGuadalquivir and old Saville,And at dead of night the whistle blows,and people hear she's running still...
Ah-h-h, the autumn of life. It's all cyclic, isn't it? There's a time to live, a time to die, with a purpose under heaven.Great picture, Randy!
Thanks Pam.There's just something about walking through a cemetery in the fall that make you feel like you’re standing on thin ice.
There's a Spanish train that runs between
ReplyDeleteGuadalquivir and old Saville,
And at dead of night the whistle blows,
and people hear she's running still...
Ah-h-h, the autumn of life. It's all cyclic, isn't it? There's a time to live, a time to die, with a purpose under heaven.
ReplyDeleteGreat picture, Randy!
Thanks Pam.
ReplyDeleteThere's just something about walking through a cemetery in the fall that make you feel like you’re standing on thin ice.