We're closing up the cabin this weekend, calling it good for the year. There's some ambivalence, but also we're glad we were able to have a season up here at all, looked pretty dicey back in April with covid.
Elin was afraid of these noisy geese.
We had Chinese for supper, sesame chicken, and cream cheese won tons, and now the girls are enjoying a marathon of America's Top Model with their dad. He's surprisingly into the plot twists and intrigue.
I bought that afghan at an estate sale a few weeks ago for five dollars or some other ridiculously small amount of money. Somebody spent many hours crocheting this and assembling it and we're pleased to have it here.
2020? I don't even have anything to say to you at this point, except we hope we all survive you.
Love, Val
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