02-12-2013: Snowy Woods

And then maybe one day one of the kids hits or throws a ball over my fence. The kids huddle up, trying to devise a plan to get it back.

Eventually, the loser of a very heated rock-paper-scissors tournament makes his way up the winding, cracks filled with weeds ridden path to my front door. He knocks twice.

read the strip for this day from last year.
read the strip for this day from two years ago.




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