Things Change

This is where babies come from.
(They are delivered to the back porch.)

This is what babies turn into.
(Same porch.)

This is a small dog.

This is Mary waiting for a ride to South Boston.

This is Lloyd Brinn.

(Copyright: Brandy J. Scott.)

Dirt road.

This is an old tool. It is no longer useful.
(I sometimes feel like this.)
But with a little work it might make a good flower box.

This is an old dog.
Ready for the road again.

Finally time for lunch. Is this really Italian?

This is a new friend.

Elena really liked the small dog.

Swinging with a friend.

Goodbye from inside the car.
Pleasure to have finally met you.