Crooked Finger (crookedfingers) wrote,
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Farmer's Market

It is 9:14 AM Saturday morning. I soon leave to volunteer at the local library used bookstore for three hours. This morning Carol and I drove down to the Farmer's Market to get flower baskets to put on her parents graves. It is Memorial weekend and it is that time of year to put American flags and flowers on graves. Carol's Dad was a cook in the Army during the Second World War. All veterans of the Arm Forces have American flags placed on their graves around Memorial weekend. It is time to honor American warriors.

Well I suppose I will close to get ready to go off to the library. There is no way out. I am trapped. Existence keeps on rotting.

Farmer's Market

Farmer's Market

Farmer's Market

Farmer's Market

Farmer's Market

Farmer's Market
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