I always take a camera with me, if only to record what is going on around me even here in Jack’s New York Deli. I really like exposed brick walls and the city of Marietta has lots in almost every store, and restaurant.

Then we passed this eclectic doorway that led to an Irish pub.

The window of an antique store and a book chronicling Zane Grey travels. Grey’s books always find their way into Jan Karon’s novels. He was really a kind of odd individual and though Cocoa likes the idea of his writings, I try to point her in a much tamer direction.

More brick, more architecture and so many alley ways. So different than what I was posting last weekend.

City reflections . . . no cows here!