We've spent a lot of time in our new neighborhood. We're not running for mayor or pretending to be offering solutions to any of the problems that face our community, we're just neighbors. We like being part of the scene.
Someone had painted a section of a fence in the alley near our shop. There’s nothing around that had inherited the paint sample, but the color of it on the weathered fence struck a chord with us.
Curtis sang, “Many think that we have blown it, but they too will soon admit that there’s still a lot of love among us. And there’s still a lot of faith and warmth and trust."
We're going to do something with that. Negative won't win. We're going to keep on keeping on until the good has its day.