Gazania, I probably mentioned this the last time you posted a picture of Donna. When my son, who is 46, was 16 he had a real thing for Pacers. He wanted one so badly that he wanted me to call the lady up the street, who owned one, to try to talk her into selling it. I don't remember if I did or not. He hasn't yet gotten his Pacer. He might one day. His wife has an old red Beetle convertible.

jim....yes! Very hard, then it's a piece of grass with clothespins weighting it on either end....that DH & I kept bumping.....:0) Then DH bumped the flower and it fell off! Had to scotch tape it back on..... ha ha We had fun doing it tho...lots of aaawwww's and oh no's!

alisande, you reminded me. My grandfather and brother have both been master electricians and done work in our Centennial Park Parthenon. We must stay put where we land.

Jasdip, your photo brought back childhood memories. Planter's Peanuts originated in my City. There was a PP store on our city square and a man in a Mr Peanut suit would walk around near the store and square giving out little PP trinkets to kids. Many years after Mr Peanut was a thing of the past and the store was gone, while we were fishing, my DH and I met the sweet guy who wore the costume. I felt like a kid meeting a childhood hero.