around the corner

In our old old house...



with the creaky floors -



and lots of blue,



and white,



I sit and stare.

There's plenty to do -



or nothing at all.



And that



is just



the way



I like it.



Youngest and I are at the Flying Fish.



He's just finished his Lime Rickey.



Which means he's ready to go.



We are just around the corner from my favorite church.
I can hear the bells all night...