It's hard to know what story is being told here. It must be winter because the tree shadow that is being cast upon the wall doesn't show any leaves. The tree that can be seen over on the far left also is devoid of leaves. Of course, the trees could also be dead. There's one hour parking both on the left and on the right. One hour, for me, is usually enough. Then, there's the arrow over on the left hand side. Pointing to what? Or who? There's a suggestion of a cross above the arrow, adding a bit of mysticism to the whole scene. I'm in this neighborhood, however, to buy fresh fish. You'd never know, though, by looking at this picture.

Stumble It!