Apparently, my delightful province has decided to send us off in a style befitting the abominable snowman. We’re getting a spring blizzard, and the irony isn’t lost on me as I pack to visit the desert. I’d snap a photo to share the carnage, were it not for the facts that: 1. my camera battery…
Tag: Sherman
Sherman’s Great Escape
My heart stopped for about three minutes last weekend. I was marking at the kitchen table, as per usual on a Sunday afternoon, when I decided Sherman had been outside long enough to work through whatever didn’t belong inside the dollhouse. I finished the paper in front of me, opened the back door, and called….
Blue Speckled Pup 