shoo March, Wednesday come quick! We are about to wrap everything up and I will be free to escape when I feel like it to be necessary.
The street wraps around the bend and you can see it from 3 different directions but somehow I always choose to go the same way. To shake it up you need to enter from a different door, street...direction. How often I have pulled in and out of the same spot and how often do I leave? How often do I turn around and how often do I take it for granted? I will only miss it all when it's gone and I can't walk up the driveway and through the black door anymore.
not exactly your white picket fence but it's still beautiful
