Sometimes there are no words that can express how crazy life can be. I find myself just shaking my head, wondering what people are thinking and how did the "wheels fly off the cart."
A nice evening walk to the park is always a nice perk. We try to go every other day, and we got later each day. The later we go, the less frisbee golfers there are then. The city has really done a great job at removing the under brush and trees. There's no place for the homeless to build camps, but they still find a place to sleep, typically in the grass or deep sand.
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| Marley at sunset. |
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| Elvis loves the rocks. |
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