(Thanks, Doctor Science.)

Everyone needs to run over to Sarah's place and watch the film. It's delightful.

(Thanks, again, Mr. Crider)

Lana and I didn't go south. We drove out Martin Luther King to the end of the blacktop and onto a smaller road that passed Mount Repose, a John Bisland property.

Some distance beyond that we turned right on a narrow street into the woods. There we found a retired gentleman mud-logger in a charming weatherboard cottage that was neat as a pin. That's what Lana was commissioned to photograph and paint.

It was a beautiful fall day, and we drove with the windows down.

(Thanks, again, Mr. Crider.)

This Bill Crider is an interesting man, and his books are fun, too.