Monday, April 19, 2010

Well I don’t know but there’s a devil of a big one down in Pap’s old field”

I spent a few work days in Little Rock. My armpits got wet, and my Spanish got better. El Verano is coming. 

Here’s a fitting tie. I’m out of barbells. I imagine it fishes like a beagle pup on bootlaces. Get it? Soo cutesys. 

I forgot to post this. Michelle came for a visit a month ago and took some pictures.

(I’ve never met that moody 13-year-old in the last picture, and I have no idea why he’s wearing my shirt.)

Love, 

Spring Bear

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