Often it's the objects that have been discarded & left behind that catch my interest.
A beauty that has only been achieved through the weathering of time,
the rusting of metal or the frayed edges of life.
On our walk today down a mossy creek bed in Cherry Valley we just happened upon this beauty:
A beauty that has only been achieved through the weathering of time,
the rusting of metal or the frayed edges of life.
On our walk today down a mossy creek bed in Cherry Valley we just happened upon this beauty:
For real life?
{as my 7 year old niece would put it}
Yep, for real life.
A rusty old record player!
How incredibly rad is that?
