So I bought a .44 magnum it was solid steel cast
And in the blessed name of Elvis well I just let it blast
‘Til my TV lay in pieces there at my feet
And they busted me for disturbin’ the almighty peace
Judge said “What you got in your defense son?”
“Fifty-seven channels and nothin’ on”
I’m sorry, someone has likely taken this same picture…I can assure you the only person around when I took it today was an old man shuffling down the broken street to meet his equally old friends for a Pilsner at the local watering hole.
It would seem as though a bit of snow has fallen over the Canadian prairies.
This little (not really LITTLE) house intrigues me. There’s not a single tree surrounding it, which is rare on the Saskatchewan prairie (wind breaks…don’t want to lose that precious topsoil)…and the first time I visited it the front door (devoid of glass) was locked.
The vast Canadian prairies are vast.
A Plymouth and a VW walk into a slough…
There is an abandoned farm down the road from my cousin’s farm. From the road, in a regular car, you can’t see these in the slough, but one day I was in my cousin’s grain truck…and there they were! I trekked out, and here they were, better than expected.