The Tangled View.


Sometimes our memories or our view of the world or of people in our lives can get all tangled up in a big mess…kinda like my photograph above. A person can just stand there in the same spot and always have the same view…..or …..chop down that tree…or simply give a little and move themselves over to one side of the tree…or the other.But, maybe, one could step back ..far enough to get a good clear look at the tree and all the surroundings and the beauty that nature has blessed us with… S’more photos :-)). Thanks for stopping! This post in Memory of Francis Johnson, my step- dad. March 12 1932 /March 23 2014. RIP


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