Family

Sister Robbie sent me some photos she found in Arlene’s house. My handsome dad, his mischievous little brother, and my grandma, probably around 1935. 
I spent much of the afternoon knitting; it was the ‘just one more row’ syndrome. But I was listening to interesting stuff on the BBC:  Americast, Any Answers (about suffrage for 16 year olds), and a podcast about people climbing K2.
D went to the studio for the first time in weeks and came back with a box of gouache paints.