Aways start with something pretty and finish with pithy. These flowers are offspring of the black-eyed susans from KS plantings of two years back. They are thriving in a new location, near the garage door.
An old photo taken on the steps of 108 Hartley in Coleraine in 1952. The little family photographed probably by Lillie. This photo in honor of reunions, past and future. Gene, Sylvi, Tommy, Tom, Jim.
KS and I walked through the neighborhood around noon for exercise and to do some chatting. We walked to Dale and back, but I forgot the camera and missed snapping a great piece of folk wood carving which may show up here sometime in the future. It was a nice day.
The TV continued the story of the bridge collapse on 35W in Minneapolis. The latest toll seems to be four fatalities and eight still missing. It's a horrendous event and one I am happy to be only an observer. This story will be with this city for a long time. Words fail me, when I need something pithy.
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Excellent flowers. Don't flowers have pith?
That is another picture that I did't have. It is pretty easy to snatch them off your website and save them, though.
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