Out for a walk on the dykes where I encountered this intimidating gang of hoodlums and their terrifying attack dogs.
family
a socially distanced 80th
Standing around in the yard on a damp November afternoon doesn’t seem fitting for an 80th birthday celebration, but desperate times call for desperate measures. The kids, Evie (who has the energy of a thousand wolverines) and I (with my energy of a dead wolverine) harassed my dad for a while yesterday in honour of his eightieth trip around the sun. Hopefully by next year we’ll be able to actually go inside.
the week in pics: Nov 1 – 7, 2020
A visit with Anna and Evie.
‘The End of the Chapter’ by Philip Wilson Steer. Look at the fabric of her dress. Amazing.
Me, watching the election results.
Ruh roh.
Excellent matcha green tea.
This picture is image. True.
Bad lighting, but it’s Little Miss Evie in a sweater made from a sock.
From Gloria Steinem’s The Truth Will Set You Free, But First It Will Piss You Off!
my first granddog
Anna’s adoption of this little girl went through yesterday. Look at those dark eyes! Look at that tiny nose! Look at those little bear paws! She is so adorable I can barely stand it.
and now I’m fresh out of high schoolers
Charlotte, the baby of the family, graduated honours with distinction from high school today thanks to a drive-thru ceremony that saw us on and off of school property within two minutes. I’d be lying if I said I missed having to sit through a three hour marathon in a roasting school gymnasium so I won’t bother.
Anna is now officially a nerd
Homemade convocation for our university grad, complete with hastily printed diploma, polar fleece gown and dog bouquet.
