girl at large

I like to write about life when you have a job, some kids, a fixer upper and a fatal disease.

Someone forgot to tell me our block is a flag block. Augie, our 80-something neighbor, was putting out a large porch flag at 6 this morning. By the time I finished my coffee, two rows of matching little yard flags had marched down his front walk.

We are woefully unprepared. Do gas line flags count?

 

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