Pointing and laughing at the Human Condition is a hobby of mine. For some reason, I can’t just look at something and see it for what it is. I have to try and see inside it, over it, under it, or beyond it to find either the meaning or humor. Mostly humor. It keeps me sane.
All ways. Always?
Photos from the small town’s bike path taken on long walks with Crewy the Dog. Oh, and one under a bridge on the Erie Canal, […]