The early evening light in autumn. It makes the Bossy Family House shine like a gem.
Yesterday, Bossy’s mom said the front of Bossy’s house had what Bossy’s mom likes to call the freshly divorced look. Guess Bossy better clean out the garden beds before the real estate agents start sniffing around. In other news, who doesn’t need a mom like Bossy’s?
The flowers growing in Bossy’s garden. They are like neglected children hoping for a break, but in the meantime they just keep showing up, day after day, all optimistic-like.