Wednesday, September 28, 2011
A couple of strange connections today. Sunnyside and Summerside two names that come to mind when I see these sunflowers waving in garden. First of all, when I head out for breakfast to a local restaurant, I take my eggs sunny side up. I just like the looks of the plate with them set up like that. Never saw my Dad with an egg on his plate. He always claimed, that after eating the powdered variety in Italy in WWII, they made him nauseous to look at. Not me though. I don't eat a lot of them, but when I do, I like the two eyeballs staring back at me. Call me crazy! Summerside? The Waite side of my family came from Summerside P.E.I. I've never been there, but Nana's stories about her adventures there keep resounding even today. Gonna be another fine fall day. Keep it sunny!