




A week or so ago I took a walk around Occoquan to try and get some shots other than the cats. Sometimes Occoquan seems so cool. Small, quaint little town with a yoga studio, bead shop and a magick shop. But then other times it seems so lame, like it's got so much potential to be a really hip place. And it's all of like 3 square blocks so I don't think I've missed much. And the last shot of the chickens and roosters ... I can't stand that country quaint look and Occoquan has a lot of that!
1 comment:
...what a shining little blog I came across (accidentally)!
Regards from Germany on the other side of the big pond, Mina.
Uwe.
Post a Comment