pardon the glare…i guess i should have taken them out of the sleeves before i clicked… but there’s only so much you can do one armed, one-handed.
the only reason for staying in norway
is for getting packages of paper and ribbon and cards that say “after we have taught her about scarves and loaned her our pink birds.” really, what’s a girl to do? come home, of course, with a satchel of postmarked stamps.
