Thursday, February 02, 2006

All Bark, Quite Right

Julia's obsession yesterday was bark, as in the covering of trees. One of her books includes a picture of tree bark, and she's eager to go experience some bark. As soon as it warms up, I told her, we'll go out and find a tree. This promise kicked off a whole discussion of the Great Bark Expedition. Pointing outside, "Out!" "That's right - the trees are outside." "Chree?" "The trees are outside, yes." "Bark. Chree." "Right - the bark is on the outside of the trees." "Wuf." "Bark is rough, yes." "Boot?" "Yes, you'll wear your boots." "Mitts?" "If it's cold, you'll have to wear your mittens." "Jackey?" "We'll all wear our jackets when we go out." Pause to do something else for five minutes, then repeat. I hope those pines outside live up to the hype! Nothing would be worse than being figuratively crushed by trees, except being literally crushed by them.

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