Another Brick in the Wall
I'm not exactly a Pink Floyd fan, but it's just too perfect a title for this post.
Down at 626 we officially have a wall. These pictures were taken bright and early this morning. Apparently, according to my photographer, the wall-builders were on the lot at 6 a.m. while most of us were still in Sleepytown. I know I was. These three house pics are pretty self-explanatory. Of special note is the second picture. If you enlarge it and look closely, you can see how all the bark is stripped from that water oak in the middle. Most every tree looks that way. Nekkid trees. Thank you, Katrina. The middle picture should inspire patriotic song-singing: "Jose can you see?"
Hmm. Today's new "old" picture... Well, the scanner in my office is temporarily unavailable. So, I'll have to reach into my old bag of tricks... What do we have here? Four little girls chilling out in the monkey grass at the old Three Letter Club in Gulfport. Those were the days, friends, those were the days. When all I really cared about was the cherry-count in my Shirley Temple and the Smurfs. From the left, Hallie Hewes, Mary Hewes, yours truly, and Morey Lefeve.
It's Friday! Why are you inside reading this? Get out in the street and dance!
1 comment:
thanks scrog. apparently LOTS of folks are reading this. & a few have asked me about your true identity. i prefer to keep them guessing... hee hee. you're like batman.
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