yesterday, as I remember it through a fog of exhaustion
Dad got out of the hospital yesterday. He is not certain he is quite ready, which probably means he is speaking more with his head than his body. I helped mom get him packed up and out of the building.
The IPUF started with a screening of the Henson selected touring puppet films. It was a strong batch this year. Chrystene and Berny introduced them with amazing energy and articulation. As we left, a storm started. Our backyard projects appear to have survived: my new animation armature and William's weathering of posters for marsall law.