A few hours ago, I went down to the river bank to see what was there. A weekend bluegrass festival had taken over the lower part of the riverfront park, so I had to go to the upper end. A camera club was getting pictures of the sun setting behind the Ohio hills. (Actually, the hills were rising to meet the sun, but that concept makes my head hurt).
The Huntington Fire Department's rescue boat was at the riverfront.
And my granddaughter decided to see the ducks. Ducks being ducks, they didn't want to see her. But I hear they are vile creatures, so maybe it's for the best.
Friday, June 5, 2015
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