People are always telling me that my work is too dark. So I've put up this sunnier story, but even it has a shadow, as its original publisher – a fine Atlantic Canadian literary magazine called the Gaspereau Review – is no longer in business. ---------------- It was a simple enough thing and that thing was simply this: Edmund Kelley was a gentleman. Of course his mom called him her 'little gentleman', as in 'Oh Edmund, you are my perfect little gentleman,' which did seem to hold to a certain logic that these type of things often follow, considering her affection for him and the fact that he was, after all, only ten years old. Still, Edmund himself was not particularly fond of the diminutive aspect of that title. Gentleman was enough; gentleman summed up the whole thing rather nicely, thank you. He was definitely a more refined version of your average child. He lived in a state of perpetual Sunday m
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ugh, lucky you! it was miserable yesterday and today looks as oppressive as yesterday! we labored at getting daughter grace moved back into college life. four hour drive and no rum.
ReplyDeletethat oona looks like quite the water baby! man is she cute!!!!!
Nice pics. She looks pretty pleased to be around the water. All we had yesterday was a kiddie pool about 4 feet across, and one of Alicia's friends was small enough to fit in with the four babies.
ReplyDeleteIt wasn't Stinky Bill was it?
ReplyDeleteIt's the last day of Winter today. Can't finish soon enough for me.
Tell us in which way Bill is stinky
ReplyDeleteIt ain't over till the high school teacher called Stinky gets a migrane.
ReplyDeleteYour blog is a treat red-handed, not to be mistaken with red handed. And it's good to meet you here.
ReplyDeleteHere in Australia we have a red headed PM hopefully in the making, though the conservative forces want her out.
This comment is in response to your post two down about red heads. This one here's about the tail end of summer for you. For us it's about to be the first day of spring. You'd never know it by our present blast of cold weather.
your baby pictures are sparse and pleasant. those eyes are incredible for someone so tiny!
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