It has been awhile since a posting, so I thought I would share a small smackeral of Robbie G's adventures. This particular story has a baby, bound in yellow, holding a walking stick, traipsing through the rainy coastal hills of California. I am not sure, but I think he is a dead ringer for Edward Sanders (Winnie the Pooh).
Deep in the heart of one-hundred acre woods,
where Christopher Robbins plays...
I imagine for him, the bushes are trees and the trees are something mountain-like. Of course, mountains then get bumped up the line or perhaps at that scale, it just becomes. I used to and still do, imagine worlds of little people living in the stumps or the moss.
On a sider note, it is amazing how nice it is to release your kid into the wild and let them trounce about.
1 comment:
This is super-cute, but you could stand to update your blog a bit more often, no?
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