When I came around the corner for lunch, I saw a rather large bird on my street. Took me a moment to realize it was a vulture enjoying some squirrel roadkill.

(I should have been brave enough to use the flash more. I also should have changed the ISO when I turned on the flash. *sigh* )

Drink left on a sidewalk table

As we came upon this sad, old film projector that was for sale outside of an antiques store, I commented on the fact that “Anderson” was written on the side. “Hey, that was my High School. Wonder if it came from there? I remember those…” On the way back down the street, I noticed the AISD tag on the other side. *sigh* So, it’s official – stuff from my high school days qualifies as an “antique” and I’m older than dirt.