My friend and fellow actor James Neighbors has taken these remarkable photos of the quaint little place I live in. He even took one of me writing...
We have a little square:
with a fountain...
and statues:
We have frescoes and reliefs:
and not only ivy covered houses:
but a log cabin:
Jesse James hid out not in the cabin, as might be expected, but in a cave just up the road:
There is another fountain
atop a scenic and historic hill. It has a panoramic vista:
The vista is in front of this amazing auditorium, (I stage managed a play Jim was in here):
We have a marvelous clock that chimes:
and an antique Railpark, (with baggage unclaimed for a century),
where I sang songs and read The Elves and the Shoemaker for children,
including not Amish but Mennonites, at Christmas time:
The square is filled with cute little shops and another chiming clock:
and one uber-uber cool hip store:
Sometimes vicious storms attack us:
Sometimes we drink coffee:
sometimes we find ourselves pastry-less:
I am occasionally caught writing in public:
...and magnolias. We have lots of magnolias.
