I picked up this classic by my hometown boy, James Thurber, at an antique stall in McKinney, Texas. It was obviously meant to be mine.

The Thurber Carnival
I picked up this classic by my hometown boy, James Thurber, at an antique stall in McKinney, Texas. It was obviously meant to be mine.

The Thurber Carnival

Sam Houston

Texas reading spot
According to the first billboard for this roadside attraction, it’s “America’s Sistine Chapel.” Holy nutballs, Missouri. No, it’s not. Still, it’s an interesting piece of odd Americana.

“America’s Sistine Chapel”
Dunc adores me, but he’s such a Papa’s boy.

Back off, Mama! He’s mine!
This is my response to the Weekly Photo Challenge: Time.

*Mercer-Williams House Museum. Savannah, Georgia.
*The Mercer-Williams House Museum is, of course, closely associated with John Berendt’s overrated 1994 non-fiction book, **Midnight in the Garden of Good and Evil. It also has a rather loose association to Johnny Mercer, which is more up the alley of my interests.
**Thus, the rather tenuous association with this week’s challenge.
I’m preparing a new mini-series about my writing space. Although I won’t be using it for the series proper, I love how this photo effect makes my knick-knacks look. That fox!

Fox and books
Duncan’s been on a roll lately with the cuteness:
Pay attention to me, Mama!
Playwright Tennessee Williams at the memorial service for poet Dylan Thomas:

Tennessee Williams photographed by Walter Albertin for the New York World-Telegram and Sun, 1953