Most days in Caledonian Parkside Gardens are bipolar. A little dab of agony, and a little dollop of ecstasy. Case in point, two pictures that pretty much say it all. Up first, agony at the community garden next to the Q at Umma Park:
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After a good cry, Little Q and I lit up when we saw this sign festooned upon a post:
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To C&C et al I say Zol zion mit Mazel!! (I think that means good luck -- I was born Midwestern Lutheran, so my Yiddish is a tad weak)
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