The Inveterate Collector

05Dec11


My son is an inveterate collector. My wife, I think, forced him to decide what to keep from the stash on the front porch, and this was it, laid out just so. The rest goes. My daughter seems more inclined to let go of things. That is, unless her brother has it.

Today, he asked for some pen and paper while driving to the store. In the short time that we drove there he had drawn a beautifully complex maze. He has an eye for space – an architect in the making.

Been quiet around here, but a lot of activity behind the scenes.



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