Cul de Sac by Richard Thompson for May 14, 2022

http://richardspooralmanac.blogspot.com/2012/05/two-brand-new-old-cul-de-sacs.html

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Sneaker-eating weeds? At least it’s not a kite-eating tree.

Hunt for them by the smell.

She’s not good at sneaking around

There might be ticks in that tall grass.

Just Do It! romp, romp, romp; Ooops!

Alice is oblivious to everything, probably ticks too. Now Petey…..

Romping through the swamp in the month of May…

I guess Dad’s not fond of cutting the grass if it’s long enough to hide a paid of sneakers.

And another. http://richardspooralmanac.blogspot.com/2012/05/complete-collection-of-mothers-day-poor.html

Yep, gotta find the rake to find the sneakers. You might have to find the flashlight to find the rake. You also might have to find the wife to find the flashlight. Plus you might have to find the ..er, well, better get started.

Romping in grass is best done barefooted anyway Alice.

One of my favorite parts of R.T.’s genius is his ability to illustrate the innate ability of youth to fully immerse in the joyful pleasure of any given moment and the simple pleasures of life. It’s a reminder of my own ability to do the same, and very welcomed. Thanks Richard!

One of the known side-effects of carefree romping, Alice, is the loss of sneakers, or sandals, or moccasins, or pretty much any foot gear. Maybe not cowboy boots….

Anyway, fear not, Daddy Peter comes to the rescue! It’s a thing daddies do, you know….