Sunday, August 20, 2017

fun, foolishness, on the edge of nonsense

 These girls filled Elin's kennel with doll clothes, a foot deep.

 Elin doesn't really care about this, sleeps in the kennel when she wants to and most times overnight or when we are gone for more than an hour or two, just because she's young and unpredictable.

 So are they.

Predictably unpredictable.

 We made our way to the cabin Friday night.



 Here the little girls are, getting dressed.
 In these tiny, clicky shoes:
















Love, Val

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