I took this ghostly image of Achilles last night, as darkness fell. Once again, he was content to stay outside, watching and listening to the world go by. eventually, on his own terms, he scratched at the door, ready to come iin for the night.
I took this ghostly image of Achilles last night, as darkness fell. Once again, he was content to stay outside, watching and listening to the world go by. eventually, on his own terms, he scratched at the door, ready to come iin for the night.
previouslytexan 