The Adventure Continues
Well, I am back from Burlington, though Sarah's car and kayak are not. They will be joining us at the end of June. Luckily, we have my darling Tanya to drive us around in the meantime. Or we did, until we discovered her flat tire. When it rains it pours, I guess. I auto know by now.
There are many beautiful pictures I could post from the weekend at Lake Champlain, but because we started the weekend out with bodily fluids, it seems only appropriate to provide you with The Scoop on Poop:
I find the illustrations most informative.
Unrelatedly, there was an unfortunate collision on Church Street yesterday. An itty bitty baby bird learning to fly managed to stay aloft just long enough to run itself into my right breast. A song in your heart is one thing, but a songbird in your cleavage is a bit more than I bargained for.
There are many beautiful pictures I could post from the weekend at Lake Champlain, but because we started the weekend out with bodily fluids, it seems only appropriate to provide you with The Scoop on Poop:
I find the illustrations most informative.
Unrelatedly, there was an unfortunate collision on Church Street yesterday. An itty bitty baby bird learning to fly managed to stay aloft just long enough to run itself into my right breast. A song in your heart is one thing, but a songbird in your cleavage is a bit more than I bargained for.