How was your day?

how was your day?

Perspective is everything…

A walk in the park…

bear walk

A brilliant walk at Stanley Glacier was punctuated with a unique crossing not 15 feet in front of us. I’m pleased to say no one panicked, the dog was on the leash and the big brute wasn’t interested in us. A walk in the park takes on a whole different meaning…

My new shadow

puppyshadowGo away for a month and this is what happens when you return…

Tragic but oh so true…

kiddinner

A letter to my boy at camp.

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(And just in case my writing was a bit sloppy, here it is typed out…)

My boy…You were so very brave when we dropped you off. Two weeks away from home is a big deal and the magnitude of your undertaking is not lost on us. It’s been 5 days now and I want to write you a letter that explains how much I miss you, how proud I am of you and how I think about you every single day. I want to write and tell you that tears are not a sign of weakness, they are a symbol of your sensitivity. I want to write that there is no way I could have gone to camp on my own at only 9, without knowing anyone else, and that I admire your courage. I want to tell you that there will be nice people and mean people and that you have the strength to know the difference. That freedom from your parents is a great thing, that it’s ok to be scared and that with risk can also come reward. Challenge yourself. Question yourself. Have fun. Instead, I wrote a postcard detailing the weather and I can only hope that reading between the lines, you’ll know I love you and think you’re awesome.

And please click on the following link to see a sketch I created when my daughter went to camp: I wanted to tell you…

A few observations from the first month of summer

Back from a month long sojourn with some sketches to share. A broken clavicle was NOT the best way to kick things off… collarbone But some of us were more concerned than others about recovery… zonedout I didn’t really do this (see below) but it had been one of those tough days where it felt like we were just trying to fill the time and summer had just started, so yeah, I did feel a bit like I was in a much more comfortably appointed prison sentence… oneweekdown Visits with one’s cousin can lead to phrases I never thought I’d utter towards my son… highheelsrun Early morning runs can wreak havoc with one’s anatomy…groinshurt

End of school year backpack treats…

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