this too, shall pass

By lenah

'New History' on the Playground

On my way home from the city I made a detour to get a break from rush hour traffic on I-5  and to give my dog a chance to swim in the river. It was such a gorgeous day and I was surprised that the beach at Frenchman's Bar was totally empty. A bunch of young men were tossing around a football and apparently oblivious to being watched by a cargo ship from Panama;)
A few hundred feet away, on the other side of the playground a farmer was making a lot of dust -  see extra if you have the time - 

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