Hobbs's Run

By hobbs

Chimney

It was the most glorious morning to be walking. I do a lot of whining here about endless rain, floods, droughts and fires but just lately ... no complaints at all. The autumn leaves were so .. autumnly. The sky was the deepest of blues, such that one could sink into it forever. 

So naturally ... I felt compelled to go mono for this handsome old chimney - one of a countless number to be sighted along Lurline Street. Curiously the TV antenna (these days) seems almost as antique and anachronistic as the probably disused smokestack itself.

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