The Yellow Rose

David lived in this Austin house for two years when he first away to school. It's in the cutest old neighborhood that even has a tiny wood-frame grocery store with a screen door that has been open since the turn of the century. The grocery store has been open. Not the screen door. And, that's the turn of the last century. When I'm in such neighborhoods, it feels so warm and familiar that I almost begin to believe in reincarnation.