Out of Focus and On Fire.

I found this amazing old polaroid camera in my grudge and I love quills so of course it was the first thing I picked up from Connecticut. Canterbury to be exact it was the day my uncle Bobby took my mom and I to my great-great-great-ect. aunt's school. Prudence Crandall, just in case you were wondering.
I still can't believe how much I like this picture, it was so random and weird; it looks as if everything up close is covered with ice and in the background my drapes are out of focus and on fire.