You have to clean everything you shoot.
One Photo Per Day
The archive I began when my father died.
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Full day
Buried a dead pet lizard for the Lists
Target shooting with boys on Brian’s land
Winter guard competition for Lillian
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Rivers belong where they can ramble….
Eagles belong where they can fly.
I’ve got to be where my spirit can run free.
Got to find my corner of the sky.
-Pippin
