Only in Floyd
can you be out helping a friend collect litter and run into a neighbor who jumps out of her car, pulls out her banjo and plays you a song in the middle of the road.
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can you be out helping a friend collect litter and run into a neighbor who jumps out of her car, pulls out her banjo and plays you a song in the middle of the road.
Comments
Yes, only in Floyd. I cannot imagine that happening here, but then, maybe I run in the wrong circles!
Posted by: kenju | January 26, 2009 11:23 PM
Just another reason I'd love to live in Floyd. Blessings to you, Colleen!
Posted by: patry francis | January 26, 2009 11:31 PM
Patry! Big smile and xo.
Posted by: colleen | January 26, 2009 11:51 PM
Good karma finds its own level! I'd like to try Floyd out sometime!
Posted by: SandyCarlson | January 27, 2009 5:46 AM
It looks like you were walking Jasmine too??
Posted by: Sherry | January 27, 2009 7:56 AM
Wow, this makes me REALLY want to live in Floyd and makes me think that even oddballs such as we are (in the eyes of the world, anyway)might at last find acceptance! :-)
Posted by: Beth | January 27, 2009 8:29 AM
That is cute!
Posted by: Deana | January 27, 2009 9:58 AM
I wish I could. This sounds wonderful!
Posted by: Col | January 27, 2009 11:01 AM
fabulous serendipity. take life by the hand and lead it on a merry jig.
Posted by: Pearl | January 28, 2009 2:58 PM