HR and my Sunday Roast (on Tuesday night), with potatoes, carrots, onions and mushrooms for supper. (I like the word “supper” so much better than “dinner.”)
1. Yummy little pre-Memorial Day hot dogs at nearby and hip Sly’s Sliders and Fries.
2. After years of living and walking in Savannah’s historic district, still discovering neat little gardens and courtyards hidden behind old brick walls and wrought iron gates.
3. Eyesight. And my new glasses which allow my seeing.
A blog category about finding “art” in unexpected places and situations.
So the other morning, I was finishing up HR’s yummy breakfast of local country ham, soft-scrambled eggs (one of his specialties—I don’t like hard scrambled!) and black raspberry-covered toast …
… when, Lo and Behold, I looked down and saw him :
But who is he? A character from Finding Nemo or The Little mermaid? Or what?