My Afternoon Walk - Old South

Near Home

["Don pointed at this house"]

Don and I stayed in Old South yesterday - wandering about for one hour - due to the cold wind, cold enough to freeze our words in mid-air.

["I liked the upper window on this one"]

["On the way home w a pocketful of frozen conversation"]

We spotted two nice houses, worthy of brilliant photos, and I was happy to reach the home stretch by 2 PM.

I saved some of our frozen conversation, warmed it up in a fry pan and at 2:15 listened to what we'd said earlier.

Don said, "My nose is bright red."

I said, "I can't see it. My eyes are sealed."

I think the next sentence was us chortling.

Link to My Afternoon Walk

Photos GH