There was a balloon festival in town and this is what we saw out my parent's house on Sunday morning.
We followed one landing and got this close.
Deflating...
Sunday morning we went to Flintville First Baptist Church. This is the church I grew up in, came to know the Lord in, and have many childhood memories in. I saw one of my childhood friends there, Liza. She is the same funny and zany person she always was and I am the same goofy kid I always was.
Our kids.
I laughed when I took the kids to the park today and this house was for sale across the road. I guess this is for sale by owner?
Alabama never disappoints me really. Always a wonderful supply of strange sights and very talkative people. Today at the gas pump a guy stopped me and said "good thing you are getting gas in the morning before it gets too hot. You get more gas that way." I got back in the car and asked mom "was that a Southern exchange or did he want something?" She laughed and said "yes, that was a Southern exchange."
Here's a dandy of a sign made from old siding that reads "take time to stop and smell the roses." I can't make this stuff up people.
















