Have you ever had one of 'those' months where every time you answered the phone it was bad news. This week my sister and my sister in law both found out they needed immediate surgery. So, today they are both in a hospital getting cut-on. Any good and healing thoughts would be appreciated.
Since I haven't picked up a camera in weeks I thought I would show two photos my father took in 1951-52. What's amazing about the first photo is that my parents could actually walk up to (and on) the ruins. Can't do that any more. There is nothing significant about the second photo, I just like it. It was taken in Dessie, a city and woreda in Ethiopia.