A Gate to My WorldTreasures to behold,
simple paths walked not,
yield bounty untold
to a seasoned eye.
I observe, to find in shadow
the spirit of my craft,
hidden gems of rust and corrosion
worthy of my art.
In a game of hide and seek,
grand artifacts await
cultivation into object d'art...
In my small world
a flea market explored,
is the honey hole of life.
That time again, check out Hey, Harriet's shadow shots, join in the fun and play along.
