From My Walkabout

I’m not an Aboriginal from Australia.  Least that I know of.  Nor do my nightly walks have the significance of the Aboriginal Walkabout but I figured I show some images from my nightly forays into the wild suburban sprawl that I live in.

Nightly Walkabout
Saddle bags for the steel horse.
Nightly Walkabout
Bench Clearing Brawl
Nightly Walkabout
Towards the land of the setting Sun.

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  1. THE MOM said:

    Your pictures were fun! I believe the first is a motorcycle bag, second one a nice bench to eat lunch on an enjoy the outside but the setting sun was fabulous! I see Spring has not brought forth your trees yet. You will have to revisit the setting sun when your trees are in bloom.

    April 8, 2014

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