I have always loved hedgerows and rock fences
You really can’t make this shit up. It’s a damned chicken sandwich, for Pete’s sake!
Don’t see much of Joe Camel anymore, since he was kicked out of most every bar and coffee house in Austin several years ago. These days he can usually be found hanging out with the girls at the Cat Cafe and Lounge.
Leonard Thomas Williams, Camp Meade, c. 1917-18. He was caught up in the swine flu pandemic, and did not get sent overseas. After he returned home, he never fully recovered his health, and he died in 1935, at the age of 41. The cause of death was listed as “t.b. of the bowels” on his death certificate. And it was this that most folks believed he picked up at Camp Meade; not just the swine flu.
From all accounts, he was a good man and well thought of in his community. My mother was only 13 when he died, and she felt this loss deeply the rest of her life.
First poppy of the season. Looks like a pretty cupcake paper.
Mama, Buffy and Fraidy on the chair and Spot in the pot! Easy livin’ for supposedly feral cats. This is year five, and the first year they have hung out on the deck during a rain. Used to be that they all disappeared to some hidey hole until the rains passed. But there has been so much construction in the area lately, perhaps their old hiding place is gone.