Once we were done we found we'd imprisoned our collection of dead garden tools.
So I shot the prisoners. Odd to shoot the dead, but I did.
Then watched them carried outside the prison walls to be disposed of.
I have no idea of their final resting place.
So here's a picture of the prisoners up against a tree...just before they were shot.
I normally don't go in for the still-life pretty object found subject kinda stuff...but there it was and there I was.
So here you are.
Something else tomorrow I hope.
Patrick
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