Tuesday, January 29, 2013

The Cropped Town

The key to making our town look industrial cool is to crop.

Someone graffitied the star on the flag with a sickle and a gavel.  Solution crop.

Boots are the footwear of liberty and my little Reagan models them so well.

When he saw this, Fritz said, "I look all grown up."

Love Jane's facial expression, Fritz said she looks like a chipper chipmunk.  Indeed she does.

Don't know what this rusted drum is, but it is behind the tattoo parlor...so we took a quick photo and didn't loiter for fear we might get inked.


My kids claim that this is a haunted house across from the library.  Maybe the ghosts got Alex, because he was absent in all these photos. 

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