Today, when we arrived in town, we took a few minutes to drive past two old houses that are dear to me: my grandmothers' homes.
Grandma had a pecan tree, and we'd pick up and then shell the pecans, and play cards with her and watch "Family Feud" - one of her favorite shows.
|Grandma's, and then my own house|
My dad's mom lived just down the road in North Norhill, also in the Heights area. Her house was one of a million frame houses in the cottage style that sprang up in the 20s and 30s. She had two crepe myrtle trees out front, one that you could climb and one that you just couldn't, and we spent hours in the former. Just around the corner was a proper grocery store, where we would walk with Grandma to get stuff for dinner or treats. My first husband and I bought her home from my dad after she died, and painted it blue - her favorite color. I am happy to see that the people who own it now have taken great care of it, and added some great contrast trim to the paint job.
|Great climbing tree from my youth|
We then went to visit my friend Rhonda, who has a bookstore with gifts (or a cool gift store with books) in the Heights "downtown." She's going to host a little get-together for us on Thursday, so if you are in town and reading this before then, come on by! The Lift is on 19th street, number 365. The get-together is at 7:00 pm.
|Roger at The Lift|
|Books, gifts, cool stuff!|
|These clouds don't mess around. Twenty minutes later, it was raining.|
|Rhonda and Kathy|