the other morning

I walked past the front door and saw the sun starting to come up.  Without brushing my hair, I grabbed my camera, phone, keys and ear buds and ran out the door.  I headed west. 

I took a picture of this windmill a few years ago.  Here it is again, but done differently.

There's something about old sheds that I like.

There's something about mailboxes that I like too.

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