Corydon is all spruced up these days. Back when I was little, when caves had just been invented, there was some kind of national drive to encourage people to beautify their property. Every spring, School would send home flyers announcing CLEAN UP, FIX UP, PAINT UP WEEK. Corydon looks like they get that flyer every day.
I mean, every business downtown (if “downtown” is the word I want for a place with a population of slightly over 3,000 peeps) …. I lost my place. Oh, yeah: Every business downtown looks like it just opened, and the year is 1910. This is not A Bad Thing. This is A Good Thing.
Lookit this door, f’rinstance:
As Charlie’s Aunt Ora Mae used to say, “Now, i’n’ that purty?”
Norm Frampton, photographer extraordinaire, hosts Thursday Doors every week. Drop by his blog, enjoy his wonderful pictures, click on the blue frog link, and enter a world of doors.
A WRITING PROMPT BASED ON MY POST: A character wakes sitting on a bench in a small town that looks both old and new.