Rumpke landscape


My mom once told me trees like this were called “white ghosts,” but I can’t verify on the web. This might be an Appalachian colloquialism that hasn’t made the leap to the digital realm. Either way, I these trees always catch my eye on the way up to Oxford.

Commute landscape

Spiffy golf cart

A barn cropped odd


The extent of the accumulation. I’ve started to really hunker down on recycling and I’ve stopped using aerosol hairspray altogether in hopes that we’ll have snow again one day. I’m also going to stop belaboring it now, promise.

Potential backdrop for future Olan Mills photoshoot

Which I should note is slightly off-center. Just enough to create tension.

The White Castle is complete

And I still don’t like that new identity. Previously…

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