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365 Project, April, colour, hanging, photography, postaday, scarves, Stockport
Hanging around waiting for that picture that could sporn a thousand word hell even 500 words. I saw these scarfs and wonder of the journeys they had traveled the necks they had adorned. had they been worn only on cold days or had they only ever been worn like the feathers of a peacock.
Posted by trirn | Filed under photography