Just got back from Michigan. I'll get you some commentary on the trip after I get caught up on my sleep. In the interim, here are some pix of the foliage around East Lansing. They say the best scenes are still a week or so away. Nothing like this in Southern South Carolina, I'll tell you that.
Snow? See, in the Boro, 's'no is only a possible response to "what is your answer?". (okay, that is really more auditory. Really not that good, either. Hmmm. Well, it doesn't snow here. Is what I meant)
I'm starting to miss the change of seasons. It went from 95 to 46 to 92 degrees in a matter of three days here. There's no such thing as Spring or Fall in Florida.
I was born in Montana, raised in Tampa, and reside in a small town in the lowcountry of South Carolina with the Lovely Lady Di, and son Tyler. Walterboro (the 'Boro) has about 5,100 residents. It's a moderately interesting place. I work in the public defender's office representing poor people charged with crimes. Some of them did it. Some of them didn't do it. Some are not very nice, a lot of them are just regular Joes with a huge plate of bad luck.
I'm a moderately interesting fellow, who has the good fortune to know or be related to some very interesting people. Is there anyone out there?
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we had a dusting of snow this a.m.!
Snow? See, in the Boro, 's'no is only a possible response to "what is your answer?". (okay, that is really more auditory. Really not that good, either. Hmmm. Well, it doesn't snow here. Is what I meant)
I'm starting to miss the change of seasons. It went from 95 to 46 to 92 degrees in a matter of three days here. There's no such thing as Spring or Fall in Florida.
Sure there is, Star: Spring is when the baseball teams visit, Fall is when the big men play football.
Beautfil pictures Dave. It's a shame the fall leaves only last a short time.
Thanks, Tam.
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