Tiny Letter 1/90

Start small, simple, with a splodge of walnut ink.
I wanted to doodle more with words. I wanted to do something creative with a deadline. I wanted to use TinyLetter. I asked a few friends to subscribe so I'd be accountable to someone. I was terrified! I sent a doodle a week for a year in 2016, and then I kept going. It was a good project. I enjoyed it a lot.
Tiny Letter is gone now. Moving the archive over here, gradually.

NaNoWriMo 2013 ... GO!

I met my new neighbours, Penelope fuzzy elephant and Beatrix adorable pumpkin last night. Aw!
I also met their parents, whose names I do not remember. Oops.
I barked my not-even-a-little-bit-quiet laugh and scared Beatrix. Oops
Made faces at her 'til she decided maybe I wasn't evil and dangerous. Whew!

Oct 31:
x Dress up as witch
√ Greet and feed sugar to Hallowe'eners
√ Join Edmonton Wrimos IRC chat (NaNoWriMo)
√ Visit neighbourhood haunted yard with Dawn Chicken
x Attend Feast of Tsirrin
√ Get first day's writing quota down before bed (after midnight)

Today:
• Attend Stanley Milner Nov 1 write-in and tour (NaNoWriMo)
• Work at OSPAC
• Write

Tomorrow:
• Work at OSPAC
• See Albert’s Afraid blacklight puppet show with Rory and Camilla
• Bring Rory and Camilla home for sleep-over
• Write

Sunday:
• Laundry and other things domestic
• Attend Strathcona Library Write-In (NaNoWriMo)
• Write

Pigeon Stalker

I stalked pigeons this morning in the barely-above-freezing rain, trying to get a decent picture to show Dani that they really are pretty here. The bird brains are, however, wiggly, so I have less-than-convincing pics. There will be more pigeon stalking.

Ponchos

Nieces in ponchos.
Same nieces in same ponchos when they were new in 2007 (the ponchos, not the girls).

Fathers Day

 We went on the streetcar today, Dad and I ... through Old Strathcona, under a building, across the High Level Bridge to Jasper Ave, and back again. 



We went to the Little Royal Gallery and looked at old photos of Edmonton from the Provincial Archives. We walked through Old Strathcona and found the houses he used to live in. We drove through Skunk Hollow and then went for lunch at the New York Bagel Cafe. Sure, we had a fambly gathering on Father's Day proper (or thereabouts), but now's when we've had time to go on an adventure together. It was great! Happy Father's Day, Dad