Marty and I took a walk while new tires were being put on his truck. We were in Petaluma, Marty’s hometown, we were on the edge of town, and we meandered down a dead end street.
and right behind it was it’s sibling
a closer look at the little man on the door
across the street from this truck graveyard was this strange sight:
every inch of the yard surrounding this house was taken up by a very tidy and verdant vegetable garden, presided over by 1 1/2 scarecrows.
and just one street over, Hoolie, (nicknamed Hool-a-hoop) and Annabelle, stop for a rest in front of a craft store
Hope you enjoyed our walk.