pressure gauge laying in a thick bed of leaves.
Sort of felt a connection to the mailbox and took a lot of different
shots of it. Kept thinking about it all evening-- what had it received
and what had been sent from it - what joys, what surprises, what
sadness, what upsets-- all the emotions of "mail." So I drove back by
the next day and brought "10" home.
[posted via iPhone]
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