My poor cat does not have as much of an adventurous life as she once had, where trips up into the mountains, or wild areas, or anywhere outside of my place, for that matter! are near to nonexistent anymore.
I was beginning to feel a little cursed, and like me and my camera were like a kiss of death to the places I would shoot, while I was living in northeastern Iowa. I can think of two, maybe three places, that I took a photo of, that ended up closing, and being demolished, and…
The pond, is what the broken limb, and cute little ol’ medicine bottle are lying on… concealed by the green pond scum, or whatever it is… it literally covered the whole surface of the pond.