A place for my photos and thoughts and stuff.
A lovely day spent in the company of the lovely ladies of my Bible study group. Train trip, lunch, and some wanderings. Excellent!
So green and superbloomy!
I kind of liked the WWI getup, but it’s hard to top the barefooted leg gaiters look.
You can almost hear them rustling in the breeze.
Treebeard!
Old Mr. Tree looks pretty good 220ish.
The way home…
Consume the Kraken!
A pair of roly-poly fish heads for just a buck and change!
I somehow passed on the corn mayonnaise pastry.
I love the packaging on Japanese products.
Quien es mas macho? The Pretzel Kid or Pinocchio?
I’m a fan of your product, little Yakult elephant!
The answer, of course, is, “It’s your fault if something happens because no one will do anything about the wild predator coming over your wall to eat your pet.”
Beautiful succulents.
White irises.
Little free library with an excellent selection of kids books. I know this because I’ve donated quite a few.
Alfie, waiting for her friend Mr. Toes to come at her by sticking his feet under the fence. Judging from their size, this dog is as big as a Clydesdale.
Lovely geranium mix.
Alfie’s quite the rebel. And yes, I always pick up after her.
Derby rose, just in time!
My Mage/Two Phil’s exacta, baby!
Deliver it all in ones, so I can make a big pile and roll in it!
I’ve already won the $100 grand prize, and have enough food coupons to eat there for at least a year. What new horizons are there?
Winner winner shepherd’s pie dinner! I won some beer, a packet of microwave popcorn, and a DVD of the original Willie Wonka and the Chocolate Factory! I’m the richest little girl in town!
And there was a fish fry. And it was good.
Antique crazy quilt. Totally stunning in every way. Circa late 1880s. Just, wow.
Some lovely antique, hand-painted china.
The ever-popular Barrel of Buttons.
Beads, beads, BEADS!
The colors! The colors!
Official greeter.
I’m in camp Aubrey/Maturin, but I have enjoyed all of the Hornblower books I’ve read so far. I can’t believe C. S. Forester is buried in the town I lived in for 25 years, and I never stopped by to say hello.
“Get. Us. Out. Of. Here.”
So much reading to do, if you already know how to read Japanese.
Japanese product packaging design is one of the planet’s great joys.
What child has not fervently dreamed for their own pet lobster?