I was curious about the fuel can I left by the roadside. I went back the next day. It was gone.
I was happy to have made someone’s day.
What to do? I decided to walk down this road towards the river.
In those trees in the distance was someone’s camp from long ago.
Imagine sleeping out in the open on that old bed frame.
By the condition of this rusted axe it has been a long time since anyone was here.
Across the field though electricity has been recently brought in.
Perhaps whoever owns this land is planning to build a little log cabin home here.
Looks like a good place to me.