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07 March 2009

There's No Accounting For Taste



M for Amazing and I were down in Centralia this weekend and these old doors caught my eye. I find the colors so appealing I can almost taste them.
And these two I took because I thought son M would think the orange lichen was sweet.. or sick.. or groovy in a far out happening way...