The man comes to visit the errant son across the road. Mercifully, they moved. I miss the dad though, Pete Dibbon was about the nicest man you'd ever hope to meet and one of the best mechanics, ever. |
Sunset against the trees by the river in my backyard. |
Col. J.J. Scheel, patron saint of killifish. |
Cryptocoryne undulatus. Probably. I'm not actually certain until I flower them. |