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.

Steer, Philip Wilson; The End of the Chapter; Bradford Museums and Galleries; http://www.artuk.org/artworks/the-end-of-the-chapter-23275

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!