Everything around here, just as Suzanne once told me it would be, is blog fodder. And, when we don't have any blog fodder, we make some up. I had been taking photos of the ravine when I realized that a large chunk of birch bark had fallen and I wanted it. So I suggested to John that he might love to go fetch it for me and that we'd turn it into blog fodder.
Now I'm telling you the truth. Nothing is staged around here. No, really, nothing.
9 The log is slippery!
10 You reached for the birch bark too fast!
11 Put it back!
12 Put it back? Okayyyyy...
13 Got it!