just a claudia morning

I brushed my teeth to the sound of her singing “Happy Birthday”, and saw that she had set up this party for “Frank”, her gargoyle that she won at the zombie ice skate last winter.

They are having tea and apple cake.


When she looked out the front door and saw that they were cutting down a tree that had been struck by lightning earlier in the season, she asked if I thought she could get a big piece of wood for Tucker to carve. I said I’d go with her to ask.


She found the foreman, and told him what she wanted.


He cut it for her.


A friend says you can see by the rings which were our drought years (the rings are thinner), and also said she could see the burn from the lightning strike (in the core)?