The Saturday Picture Show, July 30, 2016

Boy oh boy.  Garrison Keillor spent every Saturday since 1974 talking about the mythic town of Lake Wobegon, Minnesota, only to retire and have the good people at USA Today get the whole state wrong.

I've always loved seeing yards that look like claw machines, and you could reach in and grab a prize.  Extra points for the classic donkey cart.

When I was born, there were no cameras yet, so my parents hired a painter named Eugenio Zampighi to record my joyful arrival in oils. This would account for my lifelong attachment to cats and accordion music. 

The hardest thing in the world to get rid of is an old trash can. Leave it out there with the trash, and someone will always bring it back, saying, "Good thing I got this for you before the trash men took it!"  The second hardest thing to dispose of is an old tv or monitor.  No one wants them! My advice: put it in a UPS box, seal it up and leave it on your porch.  It will be gone by dinnertime.

"Hey, everyone! Let's pile into the BelAir station wagon and go camping in the middle of nowhere! Don't forget to pack 127 jars of pickles and condiments, Pearl!"

Strolling along the boardwalk in Ocean City, MD, in a long-ago summer.  It must be a long time ago.  Everyone is wearing a shirt.

Too hot to make great art in summer?  Just leave your crayons out on the porch (next to the boxed-up Sylvania) and let the sun do it for you!

Now, here you go.  What could be better in summer?