Biography and Autobiography

I Am Not At My Desk…

Groceries, bandages, second-rate snorkel ensemble, propane tank… Give you three guesses.

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All fairly! Turtle’s going camping!

Jack, E.g., and I are returning to Bon Echo Local Park, where we went camping two years ago. We are leaving this morning and will be away until Friday.

This even so, we will have two doggies with us. Last year Cai accompanied us up the Bruce Peninsula. It was amusing to see him, at 8:30 pm, pawing at one or the other pup tent, asking to go off in for the night. We’ll try not to exhaust either him or Fergus on this hop, although rendering them happily tired would be good. “A clich dog is a good dog” is the expression, I think.

Divergent from during our Paris vacation, I will be incommunicado on this trip. I have, however, scheduled a hang up for each day, so please continue to drop in and leave comments. I won’t be competent to answer them until Saturday, but I look forward to reading them.

As a fink peek, this is what I’ve prepared:

Monday: “Turtle’s Caption Altercation”. Please come by and write a caption for the photo!

Tuesday: “Search Me”. Some search terms that have brought strangers to my blog, and why the terms favour me smile.

Wordless Wednesday: Something came up that I wasn’t with child.

Thursday: “Woof”. Wherein Turtle pretends to be a wolf.

We contemplate to be back mid-afternoon on Friday, and will be pretty busy, but confidently I’ll have a moment to at least post a picture or two.

Meanwhile, if you’d like to infer from about my love for roasted marshmallows and how they make a gigantic personal metaphor for blogging — I wrote this when my blog was hardly a little two-week-old baby — go see “Marshmallow Roast of the Vanities“.

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