Friday, May 28, 2010

Thinking about beans in Indiana... not...

but I do read about them, anyway as we walked this morning, early enough thank you, I caught one of the hotel beach combers and thought about Farmer Frank. Then wondered what treasures they would get everyday from what was dropped. I titled this "Industrial Beach Combing" since it isn't very organic - but does a fine job of keeping the sands white for the sun worship'rs later.

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