I was walking around enjoying the fresh morning air when I unexpectedly began thinking about the perpetual breathing service trees provide.
I couldn’t help but wonder if in some unassuming way they were continuously watching the world with a naturally growing sense of resentment.
(Photo: Edward Roads)
Written by Edward Roads
Inside the rusted fences of Camp Woebegone, a forgotten but still functional trailer awaits discovery amidst a neglected landscape.
Enduringly, the once indispensable transport now rests with optimistic red eyes focused upon a future auspicious day.
(Photo: Edward Roads)
Written by Edward Roads
I recently attended a luncheon for the invisible at an undisclosed location in a quiet part of town.
Conversation was virtually nonexistent save for the snail whose glance spoke with a slow but deliberate food for thought ideal.
(Photo: Edward Roads)
Written by Edward Roads
Throughout the night enthusiastic elements danced and mingled with one another at a condensed version of a particular lawn party.
Near the end of the evening, participating guests bonded together to assemble a commemorative canopy which put crystallized fruition on display.
(Photo: Edward Roads)
Written by Edward Roads
The abundant sunshine which nourishes the soul on a lazy summer afternoon is warmly welcomed by a standing ovation from the flower box.
The well dressed attendees are thankful to receive a much needed cold drink and display their appreciation with a standing ovation from the flower box.
(Photo: Edward Roads… notice what looks like a face looking out the window).
Written by Edward Roads
I watched two dawdling morning birds, one humming about and the other lagging behind.
On the soil, the undaunted worm maneuvered without fear because it was nearly noon.
Written by Edward Roads
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