Wednesday, July 30, 2008

Houses of the Holy

I found this book at the Hell's Kitchen flea market a few years ago.

This scenery reminds me of the end of Sequim Bay, where there are (or were, when I was a kid) a bunch of old fish shacks and abandoned wooden boats lined up on the beach. It was one of my favorite places in the world. Now if there had only been a boat-shaped outhouse there....

Somewhere in Idaho (this looks like the McCabe & Mrs. Miller set...yes, I am obsessed).

Somewhere in Wisconsin.

Somewhere in Texas.

Somewhere in Tennessee.

This dude seems pretty excited about going to the bathroom.

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