pretty things

my old house. i hate it for reasons i can and never will express fully but i can't help but find that there is something strangely pretty about it in this pic. i think it's the moss and the appearance of that old, painted milk thingy. it reminds me of something in a novel.


besides having the most beautiful fiance ever, i have the most beautiful dog ever. i consider myself very blessed.


Three inch horses watching them drown (in the tarpits)



red, white, and Baltimore