Here's Elena with her new monkey, Lacy--after publishing her story last night.
Some of the best pictures--I've always noticed--are often the ones that don't get taken.
Like Elena and Makken and Sebastien last night--petting the cats one street over. These two cats wait every night for Makken and Sebastien to visit, and Elena loved getting in on that party--and picking up the giant acorn from a burr oak tree.
Like Elena leaning over the keyboard for an hour to tap out her first story, her eyes on fire, remembering every letter and command: return, ok, space, okay, shift, okay, quotation mark, okay. I didn't want to break the spell with picture taking.
"We are having our own writing group!" she said---she who only a week ago asked me if only grownups could come to writing group.
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