I chose this word to see about people's take on where they live and what they routinely see or enjoy locally.
Except for the first, all relate to stuff close to home. The first relates to me and my fight with a subway escalator about eight years ago. Except for oral surgery and childbirth, it was my first need for stitches. Local anesthetic bites big time. And, after those six stitches, a cracked kneecap, and the pointy teeth of that escalator stair, the atheist now has a permanent clove cross on her knee.
I really like having this picture, though. It makes it look much smaller than it feels in my brain.
This is a new attraction at the local pool. We went there this week.
Here's a taste of local nightlife. J's strings camp ended Thursday and the concert was that night.
Meet the local beaver, or at least its dam.
We very much enjoy local history.
Visiting here is a great opportunity to support the local gardening society and it reaps us such benefits, too.
PS - Posted on Friday, as I'll be gone this weekend, but I'll correct its date when I get back. Damn that Blogger scheduling feature never working.
PPS - I throw it to Churlita for next week. Just to make her post a Saturday Hunt. muahahaha