Photos taken at, near, and around my daughters’ new home.
This is, of course, old news, but, boy, was I shocked.
Isn’t that a ghoulish image?
I want this wall all around the forever home.
Jax is what a happy moment in my childhood would taste like;
that, or a Fudgetown cookie.
A broken HOME.
We’re in the middle of a heatwave this weekend, but last weekend,
my daughter and I were able to walk in a nearby preserve.
What happy flowers Black-eyed Susans are!
She found a new hair salon.
Let me tell you, it’s not easy to find someone who can do a feminine pixie well.