Gone Fishing

gone-fishing Well folks, I hope I catch a fish this weekend! Cooper and I headed out on the boat last night to have a picnic and sleepover at Blake Island (a small island west of Seattle, about a 20 minute boat ride). We're off this morning hunting fish, which in reality means that Cooper will fish and I will draw and bask in the sun.

I hope you all enjoy the weekend, post boating we will be headed down to Seafair to watch the Hydro's, drink wobbly-pop, and participate in my favorite sport -- people watching.

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my walls

Le Jaguar Most of the walls in my house are bare. Well, not really -- but I put stuff up, get sick of it, take it down, leave it blank, put more stuff up, etc. There is something about this wall that hasn't driven me to rip it down. Maybe it's the silly hippo that my aunt painted, or the horse that says hello to me everyday.

[images by BDR]