Prophetic Shot

Got up this morning to cold rain. Decided to post, in the comfort of our home, an old photo from a cold, foggy morning a few years ago. Three vultures were perched high on a bare branched tree that occupied most of a small island in a city park. Didn’t know it at the time, but that tree was dead. It was eventually removed. Shots like this exact one are no longer possible. The vultures have moved on to other trees. The fog persists Yesterday is gone.

Published by 67steffen

My labels: grandfather, father, veteran, writer, poet, photographer and dreamer in pursuit of the meaning of life. Getting close, although I'm running out of time--probably why I'm so close.

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