My daughter emailed me yesterday morning to tell me that they had stopped for breakfast in Mississippi on their way to vacation at the Alabama coast.
And they were eating at a Chick Filet located in the same parking lot as the shooting at Walmart that left 2 dead and 2 injured.
She sent me the link to this.
I hope Andrew didn’t understand or see anything going on. Although I’m sure police were swarming the place. And I think one officer was shot in the parking lot itself where gun fire from both the suspect and authorities took place.
Andrew had so much fun when they went to Alabama last year that they planned a trip there again this year. I know this will discolor their memories of this vacation. At least for my daughter and son-in-law.
Such a senseless thing, violence.
Anyone with a gun can just walk into any place and start shooting innocent people over some grievance. And sometimes there’s no grievance at all.
I told my daughter that nowhere is really safe anymore. My grandson has to grow up in a world that has a proliferation of firearms at most anyone’s disposal.
Please, I don’t want a soul to say this is political. People dying is not political. It is tragic.
When my family, my grandson, comes that close to violence, I am incensed.
The very fact that he is growing up in an era when every school has to have gun drills makes me very sad. We had fire drills when I was a kid, but the very idea of gun drills was not even in the equation back then.
I got my zinnia seedlings thinned out yesterday. But I didn’t throw the ones I pulled out away. I planted them in other pots and a few in the raised garden.
The photo you see above was shortly after I thinned them out. The seedlings left behind have not quite recovered from my reaching in and pulling out seedlings to transplant.
No telling how big and conspicuous these zinnias will get, so I guess I’ll just be surprised since I ended up planting them willy-nilly.
My petunias are bouncing back. I have 3-4 yellow roses blooming this morning. And I finally thought to go out and take a pic of a moon flower just about to open up.
This one came up around the tomatoes. Surprise, surprise! I really don’t recall planting one there. When moon flower germinates and comes up, the leaves are crinkly and a bit ugly.
But then when it produces beautiful white flowers that glow in the moonlight, I don’t much care what the leaves looked like in the early stages. By that time the leaves have begun to look more like morning glory leaves.
What you see above are zinnias and behind them are hyacinth bean vines (green with purple veins.) Then toward the edge, those crinkly, somewhat ugly leaves are moon flower.
That tall stalk-like seedling must be an errant weed. I’ll have to pluck that out.
I’ll be interested to see how all this looks when it matures, because it wasn’t well thought out at all. But then, I like a surprise or two now and then.