My attempt at a daily photograph showing something about me, my fellow inmates, and our natural habitat. May or may not include photos of people; I am still pondering opening that door.
Tuesday, March 20, 2012
Some Things Don't Change
The sons and I drank many coffees three years ago at a little cafe beside the Imperial Monument and the Perfume River. They always came with a free cup of green tea. Some things don't change, and that is nice.