Brandymore Castle

White sheets on the line billow, graceful in the breeze-- Today is wash day. -sek, Jul 2007 Remembering my grandmother Tyrrell's backyard on a wash day.

The clock ticks away the time you spent winding it-- proportionately. -sek, July 2007 My grandmother wound the mantel clock each day.

Along the seashore they follow the coastal road-- Monarch butterflies. -sek, July 2007 Inspired by watching Monarchs follow the coastal highway along the Delaware seashore.

Beneath the white oak mist blankets the old tire swing-- children are sleeping. -sek, July 2007

Video cable with six golden connectors-- sits gathering dust -sek, July 2007

A nondescript tree still lives on the schoolyard fence-- where our class ate ice cream -sek, July 2007