A miscellany like Grandma’s attic in Taunton, MA or Mission Street's Thrift Town in San Francisco or a Council, ID yard sale in cloudy mid April or a celestial roadmap no one folded—you take your pick.
Love this photo. When we were kids my brother, cousins and I would head out and pick blackberries. More got in our tummies than in our buckets.
Yum! Ours are long past that stage, and the bushes in the Dykeman Springs park and nature trail are now empty thanks to me, the birds, and the deer.
Love this, John. Have you been feasting on berries?
Thanks for stopping by & sharing your thoughts. Please do note, however, that this blog no longer accepts anonymous comments. All comments are moderated. Thanks for your patience.