Thursday afternoon the creaking and cracking got louder and more frequent until the tree came down in one gigantic crash right after lunch. Naturally, the first thing we did was walk out on it…
The sap dripped into the water and made the most beautiful oily shapes.
Here it is, the new defining feature of the Barville Cove:
On Wednesday it rained hard all day long. Liam and read and Topher and I journeyed around the perimeter of the pond in a makeshift pirate ship. T'were a right proper adventure!
Bright morning light is a defining feature of Parville sleep.
There is never enough time here.