A Humble Hobo

Although there are only a certain few that can and will pick up a real hobo, seeing one with an old fashioned sign is another thing all together. Take him for example. He's a gentleman wearing a sweater in the middle of a 88 degree day who wishes for a lift 1 mile down the road. To someone (with great big balls) he's a passenger. To me he was a photo op. He was real good sport about it too. I'm not one to take street shot of people like The Sartorialist but his soul spoke out to me rather loudly, so there it is...

Speaking of souls. I have shared a few photos with you of my homes artwork. This is one of the latest. It reminds me a bit of the humble hobo and what his life in Maine may have been like.
I will have more handbags up within the next couple of days...Please stay tuned here...

Thank you for stopping by today.
May you be blessed with kindness and patience...

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