Memories of a Picnic

I haven't much to tell you yet today, Ms J. I'm busy printing photos for Dan. And I want to frame that shot of the four generations of Pringles for him. I think that will please him.

I have to run now but while we're on the topic of photos, I'll leave you with a few Frankie took at the beach on Friday.

Ciao, Bella!


She tried and tried to light those candles. But the wind whispered no.


I tried, but I couldn't do it either. Look how the wind was blowing my hair!


Frankie walked barefoot on the sand. "The water's cold!" she said.


Lake Ontario's a big lake. It's a Great lake!


And Frankie's a Great Friend. Thanks for the pics, Girl!

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