Homesite (Sights)

Here's the real home-- these three and the one that I left in my mother's kitchen.



Tuzzin Shadows or Ode to Asbestos.




The mastermind. We mind the master.



Our beautiful basement. Dirt floor. Stone walls. Five feet high on one side and about four inches high on the other.



Front lawn, view one.




Front lawn, view two. Manure spreader as viewfinder.



Some metal to haul. A testament of faithfulness.
A graveyard of sorts.



And the tree before the hedgerow, which caught, then cradled, the tangled tails and wings of innumerable kites every windy spring.