Joe and I each possess a way of parroting aloud what the other is thinking. Unbeknownst to him, I'd captured this adorned, riverside deck, while he was phoning customers. As we approached the car to leave, it came into view, once again. Silently, I appreciated it, as he said, "Nick, look at the flowers suspended
over that deck..."
over that deck..."
Hang a pot... we'll notice... in sync. ♥
