Hmmm, hard to tell. If she is, we must be alien space babies.
Cute little waterfall, tucked under Rt. 82 in Brecksville.
Apple Blossom, blooming away. My neighbors actually peeked in the basement windows to see what was going on with the plant lights. A tad cheeky, don't you think?
Bellacino's, yum. And there's always enough for tomorrow's lunch.
Mom (or the alien posing as Mom), gave me this mustard pot. It's been in the family for a while. Note the phoenix, apparently rising from the flames of Chinese hot mustard.
That's it for tonight. Almost through February's photos and it's already April.
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