Well, they do promote themselves as the World’s Most Absurd Bar.
And we’ve concluded the reference isn’t just to the décor.
Where the local beer’s listed as ‘Imported,’ not ‘Domestic’
Category: Postcards
All a-glitter
I should add, now that electricity has been restored to the island and the gale winds are dying down.
How’s Christmas shaping up where you are?
Right around the corner from us
Tradition lives on
She was born to run
Once again, we’ll catch up
Those (real, postal carrier delivered) cards and letters are a fading tradition, but some of us cling on. Hearing on paper from old friends and some special family members each year is quite different, and warmer, than anything we’d receive online.
Even if it is from the governor or our U.S. senator. In a small state, we’ve usually met them face-to-face.
As seen through a window close to the sidewalk on the east side of the street
Gull with a chimney pedestal
Bunchberry or, if you prefer, creeping dogwood, I still love seeing it
We’ve become fond of this groundcover along many of our trails, with its white blossoms in the spring and red berries well into summer. Here the foliage is fringed with red, set here against moss and a touch of snow in a stretch of what may be a peat bog.
For the record, Cornus canadensis is also known as Canadian dwarf cornel, quatre-temps, even crackerberry,
Wonder how it would work in our home garden.
From a coastal cliff trail
Jnana's Red Barn 