We headed down to the Metro Valley area today to run some errands. We dropped the dogs off at the groomer for their regular baths and cuts (Bear only – Cabela is already really short-haired). As we drove through the old Main Street section of town, I took this image of the old western buildings under an overcast sky. We did get a few drops of rain today, but nothing measurable. Click on the image to enlarge.
Looks like a nice, little town.
I’ll bet Dorothy and I would love living there!
It’s really a nice and homey place. Friendly people. A place where you know your neighbors.
Knowing your neighbors is good. We know the people who live on one side of us, but the lady who lives on the other side is rarely seen.
One of the guys across the street is Dorothy’s friend “Mike the Plumber”, who was a good friend of her first husband. The others we know well enough to say “Hi” to, but that’s about it.
We were the same way. We have the neighbors on the left looking out for the Albatrose and the ones on the right we don’t really know. Across the street is a sweet couple that have seen better days and we don’t see much of them and the other ones aren’t worth the hand wave. Sad.