It's been a tough start to the summer for Little E, that adventurous rascal of a nephew of mine. But he finally has some good news: with the cast off his poor foot he'll be able to swim just as soon as he hits his holidays. I've been sending hims cards and books to try to cheer him up
And as I wrote, I couldn't help but shake my head. It's only a few weeks since I was making a page which included a little to the very same Little E, before there was any sign of a broken foot
Get It Scrapped had asked me for a layout with some journaling pizzazz (good word, that. I might say it again. Pizzazz). Mmm I thought: a different way of writing; and I remembered the story Granny tells of the picture letters her father used to send home when he was working away.
Now, I'm no artist. But I didn't think Little E would mind so I came up with this one. It's meant to be read aloud, so I gave it a rhythm and it goes like this:
Dear Little E,
Come back to the museum with me!
Will we see a TREE? Not inside!
But we might Find a BEE or a FLY or a FEATHER , whatever the weather.
Or a SHELL? That'd be swell.
So don't be a SNAIL when you get this mail
Let me know. Then we'll go.The picture, of course, is of one of our other museum trips and I found a piece of brick paper by Simple Stories to pick up the house in the photo and to give me somewhere to scrawl.