Only tourists now
where once workers teemed like ants.
Inspired by a visit to the Harmony Borax Works in Furnace Creek, Death Valley
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Haiku, Photographs, Poems
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March 7, 2015 at 10:20 am
The words apply to lots of places I visit….I shall think of them when I am out and about. Its amazing how things change 🙂
March 9, 2015 at 5:37 pm
I invariably think of the past when I visit historical places. Sometimes, Lynne, it’s a little creepy! Like seeing Lady Jane Gray’s graffiti in the Tower of London just before…you know…
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