Took a break today and walked along some winding back roads bordered by deep woods, which then led out to a highway. During this short journey, I came across these items and wondered about their story.
A dead bird lying in the leaves (guess it couldn’t take the northern winters)….
A witches hat in the woods (the coven left in a hurry)….
And a hydrant that had acquired some accoutrements (suburban fashion statement)….
What stories do you see?