Let’s go for a walk.
This is the tiny little mini park next to Cos Cob Fire House. This fellow was, I sweear, the security guard for this little group. He was pacing me and keeping a sharp eye on me at all times! So I started to take his pic.
Still at it… keeping up with me.
A very determined yet dignified dinosaur.
I decided to let them be and took off across the street.
…but not before snapping the liittle brook. I have lived here all my life and still do not know the names of these attractions.
It is really quite relaxing here.
Well, it almost worked.
Be still my heart!
via Lesley Gunter
Love Carl. RIP. Strong advocate for and user of cannabis.
Which makes me love him even more.
If you have actually made it down to here I want to thank you. No, seriously, that stuff always takes me by surprise.
I’m supposed to be writing, truth be told. That spark, though. It’s taking its own sweet time kicking in this time, as folks may have noticed, Photos have taken over. It will kick in one day. But the photo realizations of beauty are good for me, too, I think. But, I need to write.
Please enjoy your stay, thrill to the madness of the sidebar and maybe even the links, too. Why not, eh? New pages always in the works, both naughty and nice.
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