Ohhhhh...I wanted to post at least this, but I think I'd better go lie down for forty blinks--I'm about to go crazy.
Back. Hm; the kiddy playground in the back looks like something's coming out of the d-fly's tail! Oh--this red dragonfly was given the name "U. Ramon". He always seems to come greet me at the back gate, and in Japanese, "back gate" is "uramon".
It was a cool day yesterday, so I made one other sketch at the park, but that hasn't been completed yet. It was very basic, the merest outline. Mallard, turtle, d-fly, carp are all there. The kawasemi flew across the scene while I was sketching, but he's not pictured! I want to blame him somehow for not finishing it, but I can't think of anything.C.S. Lewis clearly meant to write of spiritual realities. The danger is to treat these books as mere imagination. The unregenerate can do nothing else. But the genuinely saved reader, when illumined to truth, should find his heart responding to God, not simply say, "Oh yeah, that was fun reading."
Woops; I got carried away again. I was supposed to just post my picture, wasn't I? I do this all the time...
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