Monday, September 25, 2017

Mirror


My mom described this mirror as, 'The only thing to survive that era.' 

Welcome to Shelbyville


Eighty miles outside of Indianapolis on my way back to Cincinnati from Marion, I stop nearly every Sunday at this Starbucks in Shelbyville for a venti black iced-tea. It gives me something to look forward to and powers me through the rest of the drive. 

Every time I'm there, I wonder if I'll run into anyone I used to know. I won't, but it's nice to think I might. 

Just sickening

Sunday, September 10, 2017

Disgusting


Appalling how this cat has chosen Ray to lookup at starry-eyed. I'll be over here on Petfinder looking for a new cat. 

Transplanting hibiscus


Wish me luck. (I'll need it.)

4 years

Monday, September 4, 2017