Frank...

and his green cigar...I've actually smoked a few in my time. First was when I was 12 with my childhood pal. Frank is a weekend neighbor and friend and quite a colorful character. He has had a very interesting life. His mom was a dear friend of mine and even though she has been gone for years I still miss her. We caught up with him at his family's old home place (see extra) today on our walk with Sugar. It was a beautiful sunny, warm day. Hope yours was as well. Thanks for the visits!