Green House, aka Harpist’s House

...at the end of our street. It still needs some TLC, but it's starting to look better.  I took this for Flower Friday but realized late in the day it was only Thursday.  Monday national holidays really throw me off!

Today was the last poetry class for this year at the Pink Pig.  Lots of encouraging critiques of my poem. Only Jenny seemed to fully understand it.  I may be taking a sabbatical from the group or not returning at all.  We'll see. 

On my way there, I found Chagrin River Road north of Shaker Blvd. reopened after the flooding subsided.  Another torrential rain in the evening may see it closed again.  Which reminds me of a song my father often played and sang...