(photos by e.hunt)
Saturday, May 10, 2014
They Won't Be Houses of Glass, But of Ice, As I Dreamed
Having a casual Saturday: spending the afternoon at a coffeeshop, might stop by a thrift store on the way home. There's a fourty percent chance of rain so I threw on a hat as I walked out the door, just in case. The architectural mish-mash of a building behind me is one that I pass everyday going to and from work. It's the new police station of downtown Nash. Do you think they didn't have enough of any one material so they just put up the random pieces that they had, like a puzzle?