Ya Ye's

If you like old rusty parts of airplanes and carnival rides, cracked and crumbling stone ornaments for your garden, old pictures, photographs, metal and glass objects, jewelry, clocks, wooden doors, and nice people, check out Ya Ye's on Commerce Street.  Mario, the owner, has just bought a property of buildings that someone made out of old windows and doors and other purchases from YaYe's, and we're going to go see it one day this week.  He calls it The Peacock House because  eight peacocks reside there.  It should be a photographic adventure.

My friend, Suzanne, likes YaYe's so much that she got married there, and it was a great wedding, attended only by Mario and the judge who officiated--and me, the photographer and reader of a poem.

Mike likes it so much that he could poke around there all day--though we only spent the morning there today.

I like it because I can buy old studio portraits and snapshots for writing groups.

After that, we stopped in to see Kate's pretty new apartment, had lunch at Schilo's, and saw the sobering movie, The Big Short.

Tomorrow, we head out for a Texas drive-about adventure--to Austin and other places.