"Come in she said I'll give you shelter from the storm"
It rained and rained all morning. And then it got super windy and cold. This song was stuck in my head. I'm headed out to see my Aunt who is dying. She is on her last few days, and I'm going to say goodbye. I hate death and dying and all in entails. Sucks. The idea for this picture kind of came to me while I was driving home today, I wish it was just a bit darker, and I wish the light in the latern was more clear. Oh well. It would probably be easier if I was taking the picture of someone else, and not running back and forth to the tripod. And boy was it cold! By the time I was done, my fingers were almost as blue as my cape. My cape? Consignment shop last month. It smells like vanilla and I don't know why. It's more for looks, it doesn't keep you warm at all.