The only way to really see a small town is to walk around in it...preferably in the early morning while all the people are asleep and the noisy semi-trucks are still parked somewhere at an all night truck stop.
We have one stoplight here, with a real pedestrian button and everything, but in the morning you can cross our only four-lane thoroughfare anywhere you wish with intrepidity.
I took pictures all along the route and saved a few favorites:
Here's an old car wash turned into a hay storage shed. Now in a city, where real estate is valuable along main streets, this would never happen, but here, well, as long as it's not in my own back yard, I think it's rather charming.
I also found an old car abandoned in a forest of weeds, its headlights peeping out at the newer, faster models that whiz by all day long.
Saturday, October 2, 2010
Friday, October 1, 2010
A semi-proper tea party out of doors in the pleasant September weather. Aunt Claye made poppy seed cupcakes and filled a tiny pitcher with tea. It's becoming a ritual event for Zaya and Mim. She's still making faces for the camera. I wouldn't know where she gets it.