A farmers’ market in downtown Plano.
(Sorry, but I was afraid to photograph the skateboard shop next door where the two groups of punks wearing gang colors were congregated to compare shoes. They were pretty scary-looking.)
Beautiful downtown Plano (recently tourist-i-fied and gentrified)
The only palm tree in these parts. Also, the tortilla factory is in front of the restaurant where we ate.
Aparicio’s has a pond.
And they decorated for Hallowe’en.
The gift I really wanted. I should never have sold mine at a garage sale when I was eleven, but I wanted to buy my first piano, and this helped raise the money.