25 December 04
Pyjama Day
We DID venture out into the northern woods, still with icy snow in them. We DID walk across the lake onto Fibbers’ Island, where we made up fibs (like there’s a hot tub on here and pineapple trees). I did hear black-capped chickadees and tufted titmice. I didn’t fall on the ice except once. We did sort of stay in our pyjamas all day despite the walk in the woods. I did sing songs I haven’t thought about for over thirty years.
It’s REALLY cold here. It’s wonderful. The hairs in my nose froze.
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Pineapple trees? Oh, I’m sure you can fib much more credibly!