I found this in my six-year-old’s (abandoned) diary.
If you’re reading this, the sun has not died yet.
And that’s not nothing!
I’ll send you a postcard
Postcards I sent the boys from the Keep Going tour. (I missed several cities.)
Catching up on my diary
A week-long road trip with the kiddos means this is the first minute I’ve taken all week to write in my diary. My wife’s at the wheel and I could be sleeping or gazing out the window, but here I am, writing, and blogging about writing. (On my phone, no less.) It never ends… but soon this tour will.
The days stack up
My logbooks and my diaries from the past couple of years.
Winter guardian
My newest winter diary had gone a dozen days without a guardian spirit and then BOOM I saw this photo of Edward Gorey in one of his famous fur coats. (Speech balloons from my son’s Peanuts calendar.)
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