My week

I see this guy almost every morning and evening.
I'm pretty impressed with his entrepreneurial skills.
He drops off guard dogs at business locations and then
picks them up in the morning.



I can not resist a king cake. I hope I can make it
to Fat Tuesday without slipping into a sugar coma.



Happy Birthday, Amber.

Weighing options for the high school girls Sunday school class

I pass this very old house on 19th and America Street all the time.
This morning, it was gone.

Another friend. Another good news.
Another early morning flower delivery.

You'll never guess where I've been or
why my shoulder is bruised.

The morning after all the fun