Saturday Morning How-Do

Morning visitor beneath the maple tree

Secret Admirer (well why not?) said: After a while, I get tired of cleaning mud off of myself.

Me too, but immediately. 

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… bringing my older brother, Phil, and me to the [library] main branch downtown during school breaks to pass the time. The children’s room was so tucked away you had to crawl through a tiny child-size secret wooden door to get to it. That was my favorite part.
– Encyclopedia Brown: A Story for My Brother, Philip Seymour Hoffman

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Job to do

 

Job done