Sudsy snow blew from second-story windows in the town of Seabrook this evening. Dave should have kept his mouth closed, but he couldn’t help himself. After a as-close-to-a-dinner-date he and I are going to have with a 3-year-old, we took off afoot to see the white stuff as directed by the toy store employee. I’mContinue reading “Hula Guinea Foul”