Loosened from the mud, I find myself floating in a world of possibility.

So can you.

Clearing out the Dumping Ground

Our front porch had becoming a dumping ground, an above ground landfill, a dungeon of torturous memories, an obstacle course to navigate while keeping a careful watch for that which might fall on your head.  We took a big leap and threw away a lot of junk.  I had forgotten I had these two visuals.  I hadn't meant for them to make a political statement but there it is in our alley for all the neighbors to see.