JANUARY:
A dull month, it seems. I ponder metaphors. And wish to visit Ultima Thule. Which has been renamed.
FEBRUARY:
A cold snap inspires poetry. Photos of the dogs featured in the poem are shared. And I write like Thomas S. Monson speaks.
MARCH:
I wrote something stupid.
APRIL:
Troop 1010 had its first campout. And I read a children’s book that’s a rather neat feat of technical writing.
MAY:
Albertus Mink visited Spoon River. We started replacing the back fence. Our oldest son started a service mission.
JUNE:
I’m boring. Really.
JULY:
Michelle hit a deer. I finished the fence.
AUGUST:
Troop 1010 does Scout Camp.
SEPTEMBER:
We took the dogs (and the kids) to the beach.
OCTOBER:
I was put into Facebook Jail.
NOVEMBER:
I thought a bit about Mr. Rogers, and how his words are being used as weapons these days. He wouldn’t like that.
DECEMBER:
We discovered our investment in solar panels might not be for nothing. And CNN did a really weird story on Dawn dish detergent.
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