Waiting for the bus…


Waiting for my neighbor’s daughter on the bus. Coming this way on an overcast day.


Church Steeple in the gray sky. The other way from the bus arrival, but a nice view.


Then a couple of mocking birds showed up.

My Grandmother lived in New Jersey and she would tell my sister and me that a mockingbird would come and tell her all of the things we were up to. (We lived in Jacksonville, FL.) It was a good story.


So here they were. My grandmother is gone from this world, but hey….


You gotta love the thought of it! Hello Grandma! Miss you so!



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