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Two frames from a dead end road

At the end of a gravel road deep inside the owl forest this old caravan has stood for ages. I don’t know who lived there or who’s living in it know. I just know I always keep an eye on it when I am listening for owls in the dark. Who knows what might sneak up on you… At least a song thrush is a light at the end of this road.

Varberg, Sweden – April 2018

Mikael Johansson

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