Fall, falling...

Et dentelle de feuilles...

Finalement...

On va pouvoir aller manger des frites a la Barack,

des frites fraiches, pas des surgelees ce coup -ci...

tO bama or not tO bama, that is the question...

J'ecris ce billet en francais vu mon clavier sans accent et le sujet tres americain...

So I was in the park today, minding my business,

Listening to the grass grow

 

 

 

I was loving the sun rays on my face and watching the people talk...

When all of sudden, out of the blue (or is it out for the blue?)

These Bama people invaded the very ground where I layed...

 

 

 

 

Some yelling louder than others

Some with more convictions...

 

 

 

 

 

A joly bunch in the park?

A sign of future times?