Brushes

This kind of feels like "brushing away" the past and starting out again with a new set of brushes. I have, somehow, screwed up my Flickr account and had to delete most of what was there. The problem is having more than one Flickr account and they kept wanting me to combine them, or sign in with this one or use Facebook to sign in. In the end it was a nightmare worthy of the end of the world music rattling the windows. So I departed Flickr and am doing business elsewhere. I also donated the money they got from me for a "Pro" account.

Honeybee and Mosquito and Poppy

The honeybee, on the left side, and the mosquito on the right side, are approaching this red poppy that is loaded with pollen. I watched the couple share the meal and fly away and more came. It was a busy poppy all day.

Dwight's House Fire

This still is Dwight's House. It doesn't look like much. I think the yellow tape is still hanging there. I go by the house, once every couple of months. Maybe there will be some cleanup progress, but there never is. Dwight Ressler lost the house he was born in and all of his possessions on February 14th 2009. Dwight and I have been friends from day one. We are the same age and went to school together. I ate some fabulous meals that Bonnie, his mother, fixed and was always eager to get some of her sugar cured ham. I helped Milbert, his father, pick tomatoes and got ten cents a hamper. Now, however, the house is gone and about all we have left are memories from an earlier and happier time when the barnyard was alive with the sounds of farm animals.