This is an image of a traffic cone.
It appeared one day in front of my house.
As it happened, my son and daughter in law were visiting.
There is a family story about me and one of those devices that is too long to re-count here.
But remembering that story, once the cone had appeared, elicited gales of laughter from my kids and me.
And finally, it matured into a plan.
To see what that plan was, go to this link:
Help, Help; The Coneheads Are Loose.
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