Orange is my favorite color. I wonder if you'll like it.

Just down the street from the large Catholic church, there is this garden Buddha. I love that the flowers grown all around him.

This is one of those psychedelic moments. Just walking along, minding my own business, I glance down and suddenly there are bright yellow and black feathers. Makes me think the bird must have been a Steelers fan. Baby, did you know your Mama grew up as a Steelers fan in Indiana, PA?

The bright colors of the trees in the Fall are dazzeling.

These flowers are Steelers fans as well.

I think they put this bench on the boulevard just for me. It's in an odd place and noone ever sits there. Noone except me. And, you, of course.

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