Sunday, May 31, 2009
The disintegration of the Pony Express
Sorry Burke, but our package didn't arrive in the mail before you left (and actually, from what I can tell, it quite literally got lost in the mail--thought we were well past that era, hmmm....). So what you missed includes a letter Asher wrote out all by himself, which stated: "Smell you later Burke" and another that said "Eat you later Burke" (because he thought it was silly to run down the list of the senses, and thought eat was similar to taste), and a scribble that Adelaide drew just for you, which after completing, she triumphantly stated: "A big jet, okay?" The other missing pieces I was lucky enough to have photographed before they met their fate in the black hole, gnome land, local dump, or wherever such things go.... My tribute to you (although you can tell I quite obviously cheated--you probably recognize those poses!). By the sound of it, you're on the mend and will be back on our doorstep soon. Our rock faces (and fireplaces) await you!
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Hello from England to Asher and Adelaide!!!! Right now, I'm even further away than your school and further away than Mount Lemon, and that's very far indeed. Thank you for making such great drawings just for me! I will see you in a couple of months, and then we can play to-gether again. Ok?
ReplyDeleteAs for you two, thanks for helping to post their package, even if it didn't get here in time. Now looking at this picture, sorry I destroyed your living room! Next time, I'll sleep on the front patio. Promise!