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.