I don’t have many things hung at home yet, but this print by Larken Design works well on a bolt sticking from the wall. I don’t know the identity of the woman in the mugshot, but I like to think her crimes had an element of intrigue and wonder.

At the entrance of the American Can Factory, which didn’t produce cans, but actually made forms and machinery for other factories to make cans.

Didn’t quite miss all the tones of autumn.
But today felt like winter was soon approaching.
Time to pack up the short sleeves.

Mom, brother and Eric went and grabbed pizza and a showing of that latest Bond flick.
All of it was good.

Last time I captured this view, charred remnants were all that remained.

Finally unpacking from California, found a little piece of a mountain in my luggage.