Driving towards our first honeymoon destination, there was a ‘point of interest’ sign along the road. This was the point of interest.
The church had several tributes and memorials. This is Elizabeth reading one such thing. She is a white dwarf star of knowledge.
Look. A shitty fence.
Site of the actual Mission House. Burned or neglected or destroyed by the hand of God.
Beautiful bird amongst the trees.
Two trucks upon the crusty ice-flow. Yes, the ice in the foreground is breaking up. No, they didn’t fall through.