
This weeks Ruby Tuesday is a small corner of near where I live. Follow this link Silently Mine, to see the photos. And if you would like to see more Ruby Tuesday photos, visit MARY/THETEACH at Work of the Poet.

Love,
DESOLATE and lone All night long on the lake Where fog trails and mist creeps, The whistle of a boat Calls and cries unendingly, Like some lost child In tears and trouble Hunting the harbor's breast And the harbor's eyes. Carl Sandburg - Lost


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