At her grandpa’s house, in a tree
I miss my mountains.
Jack
Fallie used to love the name Jack so much that she kept a mental list of all the Jacks she knew. When she met a new one, she would excitedly say, “That’s number (fill in the blank)!” Here is the list:
- Jack the donkey
- Jack Skellington
- Jack the Italian Greyhound belonging to Aunt Claudia
- Jack the Manx cat belonging to our friend Z
- Sheriff Jack Carter
- Jack the rabbit Skelanimal
- Jack in the Box
- Captain Jack Sparrow
- Jack Frost
- Jackie on Cyber Chase (back when she was younger and we had cable tv)
- Jack and the Beanstalk
- Baby Jack (she knows his dad as the guy who sent us the mummified squirrel!)
I can definitely taste the human in this.
Finn
I made this little bag to hold my Cthulhu Dice.
This made me cackle with glee.
What Fallie made
Twelve for twelve
They don’t even try to hide it any more.
I got beautiful irises, homemade critters, zombie dice and a nice walk in the rain for mother’s day
Little Jimmy fell down and benastied himself to beat the devil.
our Southern Highlanders by Horace Kephart
Secret meeting in Fallie’s cozy box.
What Finn found: leaf footed bug
New raccoon is better than old raccoon.
I ain’t sugar, nor salt, nor nobody’s honey.
Our Southern Highlanders by Horace Kephart
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