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I can fit in this old house

Through the oddly shortened door…

This old house 1

To the wardrobe, dark and hidden.

This old house 2

In the cupboard, with the ribbon.

This old house 3

In the cabinet, sneaky gibbon.

This old house 4

In the attic cubbyhole — patient silent secret elf.

This old house 5

Wait! The closet bottom shelf.

This old house 6

Under the stairs,

This old house 7

she with herself.

This old house 8

 

Special thanks to my trusty assistant Leah.

 

Trash Pile!!!

LOOK WHAT I FOUND!

I can fit in there and there and there and there and there.

Trash Pile a

Trash Pile b

Trash Pile c

Trash Pile d

Trash Pile e

Trash Pile f

Trash Pile g

Trash Pile h

Trash Pile i

Trash Pile j

Trash Pile k

THANK YOU and extra hugs to art director / photographer extraordinaire / trusty assistant Velda.

I Can Fit On My New Office Shelf

I know, I know. I was going to wait until I’d been at my new job a little longer lest my new colleagues discover my very special hobby. But what’s the point of an office door if not to keep people from seeing what I’m doing in here?

Make way file folders. Let’s get organized!

shelf 1

I almost fit in there.

As I easily fit in the Ordway stage manager console, I thought the Guthrie console would be no problem. Sadly, I’m just not bendy enough.

Thank you JennĀ  for taking pictures!

I can fit in a cabinet…

…but I almost couldn’t get back out.