Thursday, January 8, 2009
O Coffee Can, What Art Thou?
We moved down here 5 years ago, out our backyard to the first walk on the ditch yielded this lovely view. Why does it hang from that old cottonwood, was it a pulley for sandwiches, a bucket for pulling water from the ditch? It moves in the wind now like a metronome ticking off time.
Labels:
acequias,
albuquerque,
daily,
dog walking,
snapshots,
thoughts
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