This Time and This Place

On this day I have roses blooming in my back yard by the back porch

beside brown-eyed susans. My mother used to love her brown-eyed susans.

And on the back porch, perched on a chair, an old Revere pan, which can probably hold about 10 ounces. Left by a grandchild on the last visit. Played with by my daughters when they were little.