To the stone people...

Every summer i take a bike ride to see how my stone people are doing. Not very well, I am afraid. Nobody cares to restore past glory. Well it is mid June. Let us hope. The view might attract....

 

NJ bank

 Sitting on a bench at  the farmers' market, my wife got high with the smell of spices and flowers being sold at the stand in front of us.
This is Weekhaven.