This morning while waiting for my hair to dry, I watched an episode of The Waltons.

It was about how Ike Godsey and Cora Beth Walton got married.

If you ever watched the series you’ll remember Ike as the jolly bow-tied owner of the general store.  Cora Beth was his well-meaning nose-in-the-air wife.

Somehow I had missed this episode, and I must say my return to Waltons Mountain was quite enjoyable.

Don’t you love childhood memories?

They smell like scooter pies and taste like Bosco.

Afterwards I went to Starbucks, where I managed to bag a table, and wrote for an hour or so.  A friend called and we chatted about the upcoming elections as I sipped a decaf.

My new camera is in my top dresser drawer.  Quiet mourning is still taking place for it’s predecessor.  When the moment is right I will use it.  It’s just the way I am about things.

Tonight I am going to meet an old friend from farway’s mother for dinner.  She’s a fellow Sagg so the conversation shall be lively.

Hope you are well.

And I will be back with some new pics soon.

For now I’ll use some from my albums.

Flowers Near The Restaurant

this one makes me think of summer