Being the moving story of a family of four (chronologically a Man, a Woman, a Girl and a Boy) adapting from life in a small English village to the strange New World of upstate New York...
Wednesday, August 11, 2010
Stick with me, kids
Back in the spring, after the last of the snow, I cleared the lawn of a lot of fallen sticks and twigs. To the Man's dismay I stowed them all in the garage in a brown paper bag. But I knew one day they'd come in handy...
Back in the spring, after the last of the snow, I cleared the lawn of a lot of fallen sticks and twigs. To the Man's dismay I stowed them all in the garage in a brown paper bag. But I knew one day they'd come in handy...
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