Larry and Windsong on Church

Raw and rainy in Burlington. He slept under a porch, somewhere, before heading back to the stoop.

Windsong couldn’t go to work due to the weather. Her smile brightened up the dreary day, which was no small task.

Park benches offer a  place to sit, stare, and think. Public space available rain or shine.

Author: duckshots

Lapsed lawyer. Reader. Photographer. Jewish. Strongly attached to loving, caring, wife-Sharon. Working at remaining relevant. Hoping that my body and mind outlive my dreams. Maybe something I blog will make some sense.

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