Paths

Another picture from Flikre. It is a path, but where it leads, no one knows. I like this picture. It reminds me of our travels. We don't know where we are going, possibly have no clue as to where we have been. But, as with the picture, we hope for a golden end to the road.

I have this nagging cold. I don't even think the flu shot would have helped prevent this. Carol got the shot, she got it, so perhaps it was the wrong strain. You know, they guess.

Someone stole our neighbor's A/C unit. This is quite common. They steal the units for the copper. Whoever stole this unit , took the entire thing, leaving only an empty slab where it had rested.

My groundskeeper, James , told me about it. I suggested that perhaps we ought to put a fence around my A/C unit, and he assured me that there was no need. Mr. Lake has his house for sale, and it is obvious that he is not living there, so the thief or thieves felt they had a right to take what they wanted. I had heard of such a thing happening, but usually when reported on the news, the thieves have left a part of the A/C behind. They, taking only the valuable parts. Not so here.

I don't know if there is a golden future or not ahead of us. I sure hope so.