#aesthetic
Dec. 11th, 2017 01:59 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
dragonlady7via http://ift.tt/2AtNi7R:
I forgot to write about this. I was fucking with the music on my phone so I didn’t get a photo. Dude was driving, we got to Rochester, we were at the world’s craziest intersection (it was clearly somebody’s master’s thesis, it’s insane, there are twelve stoplights and it’s this whole weird tangle of on and off-ramps to a low-traffic highway, it’s like, pointlessly complex when a simple clover-leaf would have been fine), and we looked over to our left.
There was a pine tree that had died and tipped over. It was thoroughly dead. About four or five feet tall, and parallel to the sloped ground.
Someone had hung four or five little glass ball Christmas ornaments on it, clearly quite recently because the wind hadn’t ripped them off yet.
(Your picture was not posted)
I forgot to write about this. I was fucking with the music on my phone so I didn’t get a photo. Dude was driving, we got to Rochester, we were at the world’s craziest intersection (it was clearly somebody’s master’s thesis, it’s insane, there are twelve stoplights and it’s this whole weird tangle of on and off-ramps to a low-traffic highway, it’s like, pointlessly complex when a simple clover-leaf would have been fine), and we looked over to our left.
There was a pine tree that had died and tipped over. It was thoroughly dead. About four or five feet tall, and parallel to the sloped ground.
Someone had hung four or five little glass ball Christmas ornaments on it, clearly quite recently because the wind hadn’t ripped them off yet.
(Your picture was not posted)
