Thursday, December 3, 2009

But Rett, what will I do?

Jamie and I stopped at an old farmstead near the Scapegoat Wilderness, Montana. This fence or lattice on an old hay barn reminded me of a fan some fair lass back in the antebellum era. The fan is across her face. She flirts with her eyes only.

1 comment:

John Bobo said...

Great photo. "Frankly dear, I don't give a ......."