Dear Liza,
I like to think of myself as a good sport. You know, going along, making accommodations, not letting things bug me. But darn it, it’s mid-June and it’s still raining. Every day!
My brain wants some sunshine, real, warm sunshine, not the damp glow we’ve been getting. I did get out for a walk yesterday, however, to take pictures and get my miles in, and found some things.

The grey skies gave me interesting silhouettes of a giant artichoke plant.
A hired flock of plastic pink flamingoes wished someone a Happy Birthday.

And, always looking for perspective, I met Mr. Carl Zipple and his wife, Emma, at Lone Fir Cemetery. I’m sure they were nice folks and I hope people didn’t give them too much grief about their name.

And that’s all for now.
Love,
Grandma Judy
It won’t let me LIKE your post!!!
Zipple….indeed
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Ok now it did….sheesh
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