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Trip to town for lunch –

Good to see old haunts open ~

Ukiyo ramen.

Another milestone –

The Boy’s shoe size same as mine ~

Soon he’ll be taller.

Old binoculars –

Pick out deer on the mountain ~

Boyhood memories.

Bike ride with my son –

Working out his route to school ~

Stop for drinks and wings.

Out for a quick walk –

A son and his one uncle ~

The important men.

The Boy’s school poem –

Funny, topical, rhyming ~

Very proud Dada.

We have missed sports, buddies, football and more.
COVID has definitely been quite a chore.
But when we’re older we will be able to tell so many stories.
We have played so many games such as scattergories
We have turned into cavemen with a mountain of hair on our head,
Attending zoom calls eating pot noodles in our bed.

We eat our food as we wish,
My bedroom is filled dish after dish.
Covid is like being hit by a brick wall,
But at least we have football volleyball.
COVID will be over soon
But in the meantime do something productive you lanky spoon
.’

(Odin Cleary, Sixth Class)

Quick Grandma visit –

The Boy now taller than her ~

His voice, deepening.

Descending through clouds –

Evocative fluffiness ~

Son’s first curly hair.

Home late from the trip –

Dragging suit and self inside ~

Warm hug from the Boy.

Dada tooth fairy –

Travels very light these days ~

A silent payment.

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