You know the motivational anecdote of the kid who got a pile of manure for Christmas, and grabbed a shovel and started diggging on the theory that there couldn’t be that much manure without there being a pony somewhere? Well, these pictures are like that…
Long, long ago, people once wandered freely and without fear through the canyons of cities and towns. Sometimes they paused to snap photos of their surroundings. Granted, the line between Corydon busy and Corydon empty is so fine as to be indiscernible, but it’s the…
I’ve been past the back of the neighbors’ house to go into the woods to hunt (and, happily, find) mushrooms. While I was wandering about, I photographed a handful of doors. Neighbors’ shed. Their balcony. Our potting shed / lawn mower garage. The potting shed…
