Graffiti characters in New York City paint a different type of welcome sign.

Another way of telling the world that Jesus Christ is Lord. The bookstore where we were had a huge section of Christian Rap and Hip Hop—Holy Hip Hop.

We were in the city for only one day and there was no time to stop for a hot dog or fries. Here, we are battling our way across the George Washington bridge.

I’m sorry I did not post this photo when I posted the ones before it. It is sort of a neat composition. I handed my camera to a friend as we cross over the George Washington Bridge in New York, and she took this photo through the window of our SUV. I love digital photography. Thanks Corinn! Good eye!

Every year, the birds go nuts over the berries on my dogwood trees. This year was no different. Last week with the fall season in full swing and winter on the way, a flock of robins descended on the trees in my front yard. And within a couple of days, they were picked clean! Next up: the return of the finches—yellow and gold and many more!

I’m still having to watch Cocoa closely. These are her Christmas bears (I know, I know); it is way too early to be thinking about this, but she kept getting into the closet where they are usually stored and pulling them out. I finally gave up and put them on the bed in the guestroom. Now, I’m finding bears scattered throughout the house! On this day, she had them lined up and was talking to them about the importance of registering to vote for the election that will take place in a week. I’m not sure who will vote for who; the important thing is to vote! It is the right thing to do, and it is the American thing to do.

I think Cocoa Joy is taking this election stuff a little too seriously. She spent most of the afternoon in the backyard collecting acorns. Then she wanted to know if she had enough to register so she can vote in the November election!

I honestly tried to go a week without posting something from England. This week I made it until Friday (!) but the weather here (overcast with a soft rain) reminds me so much of Britain that I could not help myself. So here are a couple of photos taken last May while visiting the Cotswalds. Cheers!

Graham, the taxi driver who took us to Chipping Camden, mentioned that he was in his garden planting flowers when we “rang him up” and asked him to take us to the station so we could catch the train back to London. As I listened to him talk, I realized that many more people in England than in America truly love gardening.