Another Mixed Bag

The chicken BBQ is over.

The geese are starting to gather and fatten up for that ol' Zugunrhe feeling.

Graffiti wanabees practiced on the restroom wall at Otis Johnson Park.

Moving day? Could be a sad story.

United States of America Viet Cong?

Oh look Marge! Gas is back down to four fifty-five!

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Excuse me. It is sort of a weird day. I'm in need of some sunshine or, better yet, this reminder from the Solitary Walker.