on the hunt - 107
Waiting to be occupied . . .
I think I am going to start a file series of photos and call it "waiting to be occupied" as those are always the words that come to mind when I see an empty seat anywhere. I can't resist photographing them.
This little bench was down at Headley Park Ave. sitting just outside a huge bank of ferns that were trying their best to claim it as their own.
I am tired tonight from a day of meetings and other things on the Island. My eyes burn and I can't wait to get into my chair, close my eyes, put my feet up and relax for the evening.
I think I am going to start a file series of photos and call it "waiting to be occupied" as those are always the words that come to mind when I see an empty seat anywhere. I can't resist photographing them.
This little bench was down at Headley Park Ave. sitting just outside a huge bank of ferns that were trying their best to claim it as their own.
I am tired tonight from a day of meetings and other things on the Island. My eyes burn and I can't wait to get into my chair, close my eyes, put my feet up and relax for the evening.