The sky was overcast this morning, which was a good thing,
as I wanted to walk out early to avoid the heat of the day.
I started out at about 8, a bit later than I'd intended,
but as it was, it turned out to be just right.
If I'd left earlier I might have missed Jerry, deep in
conversation with his one-year-old grandson, Brady,
as they sat on the front porch of their home a
couple blocks from where I live.
I worked up the courage to ask permission
to take their picture, and Jerry was kind enough to agree.
It's easy to see the loving bond between the man,
the child and their dog, Buddy.
I am pleased to have made their acquaintance.