The Yard

The rake and not the trough

Day 1, Part 2

There are now patches of dirt in the yard and Shirin is singing about how I invented pie -- "both the

eating and the mathematical term" -- as I sit here trying to write a post. So far, I've collapsed to the ground once and cried laughing twice. This girl is funny.

Anyway, its time for a visit to the doctor's office.