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.
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