It’s impossible to count the times I’ve crossed the bridge over The Ditch. Every day of my K-12 career. There’s a lot more wildlife to be seen here now than there ever was when I was growing up.
August starts at The Ditch…
Category: nostalgia
Farewell, old friend…
The old Thrifty ice cream counter at my local drug store, which is closing after being in business since the early 1970s. It’s a well-run store and pharmacy, stocked by long-time employees who were always friendly and kind.
Classic…
One of Orange County’s older dining establishments. No joke.
This is the look of separation anxiety. Even though a) I’m in the car with her, and b) K was only gone for about 5 minutes.
October has always brought out the artist in me…
I mean, look at this masterful output!
This is actually pretty good, in its way.
I think this was supposed to be a panther not a black cat. Hence the cage. Not sure what I was thinking with the yellow sky though.
We had folders to do our schoolwork in, and I remember being proud of how rad this was.
Painted ladies…
These aren’t even old houses, but kudos to whoever built them!
At the local crafting emporium…
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.
At the local butcher’s…
My kind of place. And they sell God’s own bacon.
One of the last of a dying breed…
A farm? In suburban Orange County?
This has been around forever in Internet time…
…but it always lifts me up.
Season-appropriate decor…
Your ride is here!
The fount runneth over with pumpkin goodness!