French Doors

We drive along the stretch of road not often taken when I am there. I see it ahead as we approach, commenting to my daddy how it intrigued me, how I would like to photograph it. “That’s Ms. Lusk’s old place. Her son still owns it. I’ll call him. He won’t care if you do.”

The benefit to a small community where your parents grew up and know almost everyone.

Black and white suited these as well as color, but I cannot help to share the color ones today. The early morning hour barely above freezing gifting blue sky so amazing.

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I will be offline for a few weeks during my church’s 21 Days of Prayer & Fasting. Exciting, yet nervous, news plus a giveaway coming late  January or early February! Until then!