Crash

I spend a lot of time on our back porch – morning coffee, evening reading, many hours just pondering as I stare off into the back woods. This morning, that view changes, radically and abruptly.

Thirty feet up, a limb snapped on a calm, sunny day and came crashing down on to the kids’ trampoline. Summer limb loss, the arborist says. Maybe an overextension.

Bonanza

Every now and then I go down a rathole of images from my youth. But they aren’t the birthday party and vacation images, looking at the everyday, ordinary things brings back a lot of memories. After all, we spent more time grocery shopping then celebrating birthdays in an average year, right?

Maybe someday frames like this will bring people back to a Publix in 2016.