Photography And Half-Thoughts By Mitchell Hegman

...because some of it is pretty and some of it is not.

Wednesday, April 13, 2016

Waking in the Predawn


At this hour, amid the sounds of early spring rain, I hear Elvis faintly singing from the pine trees below my house.  I am hoping my first cup of coffee will cure that.

--Mitchell Hegman

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