December is a crazy month. Every night, doing something. Some party. Some dinner. Fun. But still, no time to do stuff. Still, always doing stuff.
But not tonight.
This is a tower I snapped a photo of on the way back from Thanksgiving dinner. It's some small town in SC or possibly right over the NC border. I don't know. I was lost. Well, sort of. I knew I was heading home.
This little water tower was right on the horizon. It was the first thing you saw as you drove into town. That, and a gas station may have been all the town had. Though I do remember there was an IGA for sale in the town we went through right before this one.