Montpelier III

I went for a walk in the forest while my friend worked in a cafe in the lower city. First leaves turning.


Here's a view of the town from Hubbard Park:


I am a firm supporter of Gesine Bakery.

Hebe

Honestly, for all my mythological prowess I wouldn't have known this was Hebe, goddess of youth, if she hadn't had a tag that said HEBE around her wrist. I wanted to take her home and put something in that little offering bowl. Maybe a tiny globe marble. I named my hard drive Hebe because I like the way it sounds, so I was delighted to stumble across something else named Hebe. She's not all that common.

Unhinged at the Decordova

I know how she feels. . .