Thursday, December 29, 2011

Won't you please buy my flowers?

It was just above freezing late the other night when I walked with my friend downtown. We passed this elderly man selling flowers and couldn't resist. She bought one of his fresh bouquets and I bought a dried arrangement.

Doesn't he have the sweetest face?

TO EACH HIS OWN

 One creature alert, one texting, and one, well, just dog-tired.