Awww, come on...Americana like this isn't creepy... I'm guessing you went for a walk around Orange Circle... Imagine all the possibilities that place holds!
You're exactly right, Louise. There are so many cool antique shops there. This wooden Indian doesn't look creepy to me, but like he's haunted from the inside.
HAAAAAAAAA Brad - that was great! I thought I had caught it in time and tried to edit the caption, but there was already a comment the first time I saw it had posted. Thanks for the laugh!!
"Poor ole Kelijah, he never got a kiss..." Reminds me of the wooden Indian song. And, he was haunted by the thought of never being able to see his lost love again...the (wooden) Indian maiden who had been sold. Nice shot.
Also, Watermelon Habanero Lemonade? Yum! Nearest Cosi is 4 hours away. Boo!