A male mallard duck, swimming in the river not more than 15 feet from me.
The interstate bridge over the river
The river was really high. The area to the immediate left of the scalloped wall, about six feet of it, is usually not under water.
The land across the river from me is still part of this state--it's a small island. We used to "hang out" there in high school and college. The other state is in the background, the bluish-green hills.
My cutie car, and "the boat that don't float".
Closeup of The Boat
For Johnnie.
How one knows when one's behaved badly in a bar...
Yup, really badly.
The location of a surprise party for my 24th birthday. I hate surprises.
My ill-fated first wedding took place here. Gorgeous church. Nice guy. Good party. The marriage...well, better luck next time.
The view from my parents' deck (facing north).
Looking East down Third Street, after lunch on Saturday. Bucolic, isn't it?
West on Third, around 2:30 Saturday afternoon.
One of my favorite buildings in town. Lots of character, and it's still a bank.
When I was in junior high, we had phy. ed. in this park (in weather that was amenable). There was no statuary at that time. We'd run over from the school, which was 2 blocks away.
My friend Jennifer married her sweetie, Al, here.
the Princess, I think?
The short view from Mom & Dad's front step (facing south).
Taller view from the front step.
The tops of the trees.
Mom was pissed--something ate her tulips. She accuses the deer.
This one survived. Prehaps because it's dirty??
These two also lived to tell the tale....
Nothing says "town" like this chunk o' limestone, a.k.a. the loaf.
There's no place like home.
sigh.
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