in the world this very minute.
My sister’s boy—Tim, home at last after 2 years in St. Petersburg, Russia.
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Some of you may not know this, but Grandmother Willow actually lives in our backyard.
No kidding.
I’ll tell you, she is one huge, unruly, ominous tree with disobedient branches scrawling clear across the yard.
Again, I’m not kidding.
Some of the limbs were so long and scary that we had to worry that in a good hard wind storm, we might have few fence casualties. Not OK.
There was nothing to do but to call for Lumberjack Dane.
Oh, he chopped and hacked and twisted and yanked…
and hacked and sawed and piled. That’ll teach the old girl to stay within the borders of Munchkin land and not wander off on forbidden paths.
At last, Grandmother Willow was subdued, but it was no small deal. In fact, it was back breaking work for the Lumberjack dude.
Luckily there was a comfy Bungie Chair with his name on it…
there were pretty little cheerleaders to watch and clap just at the right moment…
and Otter Pops…always, always…there are Otter Pops. What cannot be accomplished with such a combo, I ask you?
Next up…world domination.
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The Bald Kid tells me that we are to eat some eggs in honor of his birthday—
that he is spending in a far away land–called Siberia.
An odd place to turn 20 in–but he’s happy as a clam and learning and growing and becoming more and more of the man he was meant to be. And now–we have no more teens in our family. That’s even more odd.
Oh, how I miss this fellow.
Happy Birthday my sweet boy. We love you.
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Seeing a pretty pink bow on a curly little head.
Stumbling upon a still loved, nearly ancient, baby monkey
Catching a couple of silly heads–pretending to be asleep.
At last, picking a handful of berries that the Robins didn’t find first.
Watching two little friends play for an hour with just a piece of ribbon.
Holding two tickets to a new play at the Hale Theater–woohooo!
Working on a new quilting project–that I’m determined to finish. No, no…I mean it this time.
Sharing retro wax drink bottles with a new generation of little people.
Finding out that pretend friends can actually be very real.
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