It slowed down to a drizzle this morning so took my puppy Zippy out for a walk. After getting the required coffee and letting Z greet all her friends at the shop we headed up the hill. Walking along the sidewalk lined with old craftsman homes I could feel the generations. One grand old house told a story. An elderly man and women lived there and as they aged rails had been added to the entry banister to help them walk. Soon he passed and within a year so did she. The For Sale sign just went up with their garden in full bloom.
Time passes
Trees Blossom
A kid on his tricycle
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