

They’d talk about the Best Pizza Ever.
A place for my photos and thoughts and stuff.
They’d talk about the Best Pizza Ever.
It belongs in a museum!
…I bought it because of the colors. Top was matcha, bottom was ube. Very good!
Give a kid a piece of chalk and an empty stretch of concrete and something great will always come of it.
There’s one yard that always has a really nice wildflower display.
They even had these red poppies, which are pretty unusual.
Neighborhood watch. He never blinks!
Calling card.
…with a couple of perfect Kentucky Derby roses! They weren’t omens or anything, because in spite of my month of studying, my handicapping most definitely did not come up smelling like a rose.
The key, we have learned, is showing up before it actually starts. The early bird makes off with the goods.
A pair of nosy beagles…
Here’s the sign. It’s proof that we were there.
The old Talbert real estate office, and the Courrages water tower.
Strawberry/vanilla swirl. Magnificent!