It was cold when we went to vote on Tuesday. We drove through the little town in which we vote (in the Fire station), and the neon lights outside the little stores and restaurants looked both sad and beckoning. An American flag flapped in the wind and then wrapped itself around the pole.
Lovely image. Teagrapple
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ReplyDeleteI've been reading these posts in reverse (as I often do, I'm not sure why) and I want to say again, I am really enjoying these glimpses of your days and thoughts...
Judi