One of Judy's bromeliads

I am posting this photo because Jackie said that I had to post something new. She was tired of going to the blog and seeing the same old thing everyday. Since the old clock has become haunted and has started working, and chiming I thought that I had better do it to settle her down. The clock is the black one that Dad had gotten and worked on but never got it working. It seems to have upset Jackie so much that she dropped Mother's mail box keys in the parking lot and the neighbor had to return them.