On the weekends I drive the back way to the urban areas because the tourist traffic is so heavy. On the way through the valley by the riverflats I stopped to let a couple of peahens cross the road. Traffic from the opposite direction also stopped. The peacock decided to stay on the shoulder.

There was an article in the local paper about a small hauling company that parks it's vehicles around town in residential neighborhoods for advertising. Even though they get a lot of complaints and tickets they think it is worth it for the business it generates. There has been a truck parked at the end of the street where our car service is located and it blocks the view at the corner which is a difficult turn. And it blocks the view turning right into the street where kids and pets like to romp around. I thought it belonged to someone who lived on the street. Today I noticed someone egged the windshield of the truck.

I spent the morning downtown and visited my favorite used book store. After 25 years I realized I was standing in front of a shelf of books that has a book with my picture in it. It's a small group shot and I'm standing on the right edge of the group. My younger brother also has a picture of him in a coffee table book of photography. His picture takes up the whole page.