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one of those overlong catch-up posts

Very, very behind on my posting, sharing photos, etc. SO WHAT. At this point, the only one who cares is Grandma. These are from Easter weekend, and a long walk at Lemoine Point. Don't stop. Don't ever, ever stop.   Goofballs.   C had to carry various stupid branches (for Oona) around half the park.   There are two deer in there. Can you see them both?  How about this one? Hint: the deer is not wearing a red jacket. *   *   *   *   *   * These go back even farther: Prince Edward County, sugar shacks, ducks, sheep, goats, madness, death. Watching watching always watching don't even think about it. *   *   *   *   *   * And then: more Oona art. DOES IT EVER STOP? Well, no. Because the voices emanating from the invisible pyramid won't let it. Also: goofballs. Hello, Crazy Witch. How are you today? Are you here for the souls?  Look – it's jungle fever. On your head. It's a pretty flo

oona drawings, they arrive in piles

Every day I clean out Oona's cubby at daycare, and every day I stuff whole piles of drawings into my bag. She hoards drawings the way crazy people hoard cats and empty bean cans. Last night she wanted to have Nerds for supper. This is the kind of thing I use as reference whenever people talk about respecting their kid's wishes.