About the photo and the question you didn’t ask. Because it’s in my nature to tease. That’s why.
I left this comment below on my own blog post yesterday in response to someone else’s comment and since I know you have better things to do than read my comments I’m putting it here. Which if you think about it is either A. self aggrandizing or B. narcissistic. But since I’m c. both it totally works for me. And also I wanted you to know what happened to the peach thief. Inside my mind.
yeah the peach thief really teed me off, but i must admire their clever bold desire for good peaches. ha ha ha ha ha ha!!!!!!!!! maybe they’ll make peach preserves and leave me a jar on my front porch! maybe i’ll catch them in the act then invite them in for tea. maybe the would-be thief will turn out to be a motorcycle riding banjo playing travel writer and we’ll end up running away together. and maybe while were out on our first adventure he’ll steal some mangoes and get caught and end up in a mexican prison. and then i’ll be sad, but remembering the peach incident, not too sad. and i’ll head home. and maybe on the plane next to me there will be a nice old lady wearing a red bonnet and carrying a basket of peach preserves and when we part ways she’ll hand over the basket. maybe that will happen.