Nothing, Really
Tuesday, June 5, 2007
In the end of June 4th, it was decided that Idelwild had been only in false labor, and she was disappointedly sent home until further notice.
The day was sleepy and sunny. Morning sunshine shadowed what appeared to be rustling bamboo leaves on the yellow wall of the living room.
And Collette thought of taking Puck on a trip to Norway, the British Isles (including Scotland), and Iceland when he was older.
“You’re off the edge of the map, mate. Here there be monsters.” – Captain Barbosa