I decided yesterday to just enjoy what I could do. It's time to pay rent and it's going to be another peanut butter and jelly two week extravaganza, marked intermittently with cooking beans from scratch to mix with oil and salt or mash for sandwiches. So the Teen and I headed out for neighborhood treasures.
The library Where else can I touch and take home super old books for free?
I took this book with me on my journey to Arizona last year via Amtrak. I read two of the stories in it. I would have read more but the scenery had almost my full attention. Note to self: 20 lbs of books on a cross country journey is one reason to actually like the thought of a Kindle.
Apparently, no one has been interested in taking this book home since I brought it back. That's like being on match.com for a year with no hits.
Neighborhood autumn flowers have arrived. One great benefit of living in a downtown area. The storefronts have to keep up a certain decorative code to make it quaint.
Browsing the specialty stores made us hungry. I'd have bought some of these for $2.50 each but we were saving our sweet tooth for another stop.
Discovering the world of the Music Box with the tiny ballerina. Put it on your Christmas list, kid.
This is exactly what we had in mind. This place would look even cuter in the 1800s without the power lines behind it. What can we get for $2.50?
Decadent, not gritty, frosting. Mmmmm.....Perfect. The cake was delicious as opposed to being the Other Half to be Put up with while eating with bites of frosting to be sure it's not too dry. Not here. Cake was delish!
Good fences make good neighbors. Especially if they plant flowers all over the dang thing so that our attention is diverted.
I miss this. The tracks to a great person. Hope someday to reconnect.
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