A bird of steel and tin pauses for a photograph.
Showing posts with label tin. Show all posts
Showing posts with label tin. Show all posts
Friday, September 26, 2014
Wednesday, February 13, 2013
Broken Tin
There's a hole in the roof dear Liza. Please do not sit here when it is raining. An old picnic seat on Pamela Street hill.
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)
