Down by the Riverside

This long-ago wintry day was celebrated by Louise, Judy, and me with a walk down to the river in the snow.  We were dressed pretty warmly, but it was the idea of the photographer (me) to have them pose in the snow.  Dumb idea, but the pictures, taken with the old Baby Brownie, turned out okay.  Louise must have been  working away from home,and was home for the weekend.  Maybe you remember?

Anyway, these are good memories - I would probably have forgotten this time, except for the pictures that remain to tell about it.

Blue Morning Glories

I finally grew blue morning glories. Once summer in Penrose, when there was still a small pole gate at the far side of the front yard, Mother planted some blue morning glories, and they were tough enough to grow up and over the poles. I loved the pretty blue, but have never tried to grow them again. I hate the bindweed with the white flowers that grows in the field, but this is really a plant of a different habit - I hope.