Sunshine and scribbles

One of my favorite movies (and books), hands down, is To Kill A Mockingbird. Lately, Morg loves all things black and white. Including this movie. We watch it almost everyday, and sometimes twice.

And I don't mind. Gregory Peck is the sweetest.

Love:
Maycomb was an old town, but it was a tired old town when I first knew it. In rainy weather the streets turned to red slop . . . somehow it was hotter then . . . bony mules hitched to Hoover carts flicked flies in the sweltering shade of the live oaks on the square. Men’s stiff collars wilted by nine in the morning. Ladies bathed before noon, after their three-o’clock naps, and by nightfall were like soft teacakes with frostings of sweat and sweet talcum.