Why we're going to hell

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Loves her Dada

The Rapids of a Great River

An uninspiring photo I took when out hiking with L and Nu this morning, which got the phrase "the rapids of a great river" stuck in my head. After that, the only thing to do was to pay too much for a copy of a book I've always wanted...

#MSU #RedCedarRiver








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Watch out, sticks!

The picture is its own happy story.

     Alternate story: It's the kind of day where you need a woolen hat when you set out and need to switch it out for sunglasses by the time you get there.
     Nu and I set off with Mason jars of chicken soup for At who wasn't feeling well.
     We found out when we got to Alma that he'd been running a fever for five days--so it was off to Urgent Care, where we found out that he'd lost even more weight and that he had Strep. Pharmacy next (Amoxy is free!) then back to the MUN House to put him to bed. Refrigerating the soup, I found four other trays of food that he'd stashed without eating them.
       Back home, Big A set to throwing away the food and putting the dishes in the dishwasher while I cried my heart out. And that resulted in... a very firmly-worded text to At from Big A. And so we go on.

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Even better!

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It's still brown and sticky outside

but our nights have been summery jasmine madness.








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“Dad, bring us some snacks...and a few more pillows.”

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