I have returned to Floriduh. My stay in Emerald City was superb. I did lots of things, saw lots of people, and miss it already. But I am with Norah and if there is anything to assuage an old man's heart it is the tearful plea from a 4 year-old, "I need you."
The wonder of young eyes discovering something new.
This is an apple-laden tree in Seaton.
This is Mark after peeling many of those apples and making a pie.
This is the end result. I can attest to its deliciousness. In all the possibilities life affords, I never once imagined I'd eat an apple pie that my brother made.
The simple magic of a lonely Northlandia country road.
I stopped at Hi-Lo while in G-Burg early in my Northlandic stay. A guy in a jacked-up pick-up truck stopped and this small guy threw out a milk carton with a top attached like a guy in a boat would throw out an anchor. Step stools are handy for short folks in raised trucks.