el viernes

Friday mornings bring the sound of the flautas de los afiladores.
Later, on my morning walk, there was John Lennon's Imagine.
At the gym, there was a catalog of Eminem.

In the afternoon, I was greeted by a "Cleveland Browns" t-shirt and not half a block later, the "Memphis Grizzlies".  

In the suburb, I am pleasantly delighted by the familiar in the unfamiliar.

I continue to be in love with Argentinean pears.