Taking the trishaw home

After church today, Mervyn, my trishaw driver, pointed out flyers posted onto concrete walls. Photos of people, with names, ages, phone numbers of relatives. People who are missing from the tsunami. Relatives trying anything – anything at all – to find their missing relatives. There were hundreds of them.

Author: LMAshton
Howdy! I'm a beginner artist, hobbyist photographer, kitchen witch, wanderer by nature, and hermit introvert. This is my blog feed. You can find my fediverse posts at https://a.farook.org/Laurie.

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