walking downtown
remembering when everything
was something else

This image is not the actual card, but a make-do one. I came down to SF with an insufficient number of cards. The chop is from a card I messed up on Sunday night because as soon as I made the card, I realized that another word would be better, so I destroyed the card. The one above I did as soon as I got home!

Oh, so true!
Sad but true, even in my rural Australian town, their doesn’t seem to be a respect for historical buildings. But such is the way of things I suppose.