This is a nasty patch of grass where too many dog owners don't bother with those little bags. It felt transformed, but I still wouldn't walk across it.
Bit different from my usual finds:
Somewhere silent tears fall at the loss of this scruffy fellow.
Matryoshka bins.
I thought this most odd, but thinking about it, how else do you throw a bin away?
I thought this most odd, but thinking about it, how else do you throw a bin away?
(Slowly) building a flickr set here.
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