… I’ll be right here. Well, that’s where I’ve been, anyway. This summer has been full of packing, driving, border crossings, immigration problems, solo parenting, and a whole lot of waiting. Doodle, Hoob, the baby and I found ourselves waiting for dad, all of our stuff, and our new place much longer than planned. Thankfully, we had somewhere pleasant to do our waiting and some good friends to help us wait.
So, now we’re reunited, kind of settled, approaching back to normal, and open for business.
This post is going up a little late tonight because, well, that’s a lot of houses. This drawing kind of came out of nowhere, but now that I think about it (because, you know, I have to write about something), it actually incorporates lots of things that I think are kind of cool. Islands, of all sorts, are pretty neat. I once watched a gang of eight year olds examine a dead bird for about an hour on one of these suburban islands. Maps, obviously, are cool, especially the treasure kind. Now that it is getting warmer and Doodle and I are looking forward to spending our days walking around in the woods, I think we might have to take up letterboxing. There are tons of boxes near us, and Doodle loves nothing more than finding stuff hidden in other stuff. The trick will be getting him to put the boxes back.