Sunday, July 8, 2007

The Picnic Problem

Ants. What else? They're always a problem at picnics, and ours today was no different.


But it was fun. I wound up tickling her at one point, and we went rolling down a hill.

And then things got weird.

There was a goose feather on the ground, which was no big deal considering there are tons of geese around the park. But when Christine saw the feather, she stiffened. We went back up the hill, and she was breathing hard. I may have been imagining it, but I think the feather really scared her.

Which scares me. What if... Nah, I can't think of that. Because it would be too weird.

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