Prune picker

Prune picker is a Depression Era term for a native Californian. It was not a complement. In the thirties when I was a boy there were times that I was the only prune picker in a group. Everyone else had been born somewhere else.

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Sunday, June 26, 2011

Peach Festival. A walk around downtown.

It was warm. About 93. I walked a big circle of several blocks. I was gratified to see my step total for the day was 5180. This the first time I broke 5000 in a month. I would often find a place to sit in the shade and rest. I had the traditional dish of peach ice cream. There were two large area for craft tents.

I had to ask what these were for. They are for hanging on a wall.

There was a large number of pretty old cars.

No one was lined up for the climbing wall.

Or the ring a bell.

The Marines had an enlistment display.


  1. The clouds in the blue sky look so pretty!

  2. It was a great sky day for pictures. Some I shot because of the clouds.


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