When not dealing with traffic during the morning rush, although I've not had my coffee yet, going to get it does present a nice, if groggied, drive into town of a study in landmarks.
Careful out there - driving while looking problematic.
Boots and socks are dress up these days.
See the sign and wonder.
Fondly remember a Jewish girlfriend . . .
. . . looking up and ahead.
I feel blessed to have survived as long as I have.
Formerly First Baptist, now Living Waters . . .
. . . a woman tending the roses there said OK to shoot . . .
. . . sun rising yonder.
Here a turn is made into the arbor along Central.
Self-realizing doorway. Open and shut case. Jesus is Lord.
So say the saints . . .
. . . so say us method actors . . .
. . . as we procede into urbanity. . .
. . . much midtown kid stuff . . .
. . . and cosmopolitans.
Until you get there and howdy the chaplain.
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