Dear Liza,
Most days, I like to have a story to tell you, a connected set of images that move from beginning to end and make some sort of sense. But not all the pictures I take fit into the stories.
So today, you get the random bits that didn’t connect with anything else.
This tiny shelf has been attached to the telephone pole for months, but has just recently been “closed”. I love our silly neighborhood.
These messages of friendship written all over the sidewalks let us know our friends are thinking of us.
And, of course, flowers blooming and blooming!
And Laurelhurst is still one of the prettiest places in town.
That’s all for now. Maybe I’ll have a story for you tomorrow.
Love,
Grandma Judy
Dear Liza 