The Adventures of Something Squishy

 I've been saving this page for something good. Fresh blueberries are GOOD!

So here we go. Squish and Smush number one... 

Not bad, but there's some unsmushed berries in the spine. Let's try it again... 

Squish! 

That's some good squishing and smushing. I didn't really want to have the journal start smelling... so I put my journal out in the sun so the berries could dry out. They promptly forgot all about it. I think the journal enjoyed it's time in the sun. It was a very nice day and a very pleasant evening. I took my son to TKD and afterwards walked down to the park to watch his friend play a game of Baseball. 

I live a rather idyllic life sometimes with sunshine, garden flowers, warm summer nights and baseball playing children. The wreak journal itself hasn't had to much pain and damage inflicted on it. There's been a lot more creating in it and not so much wreckage. 

Did I mention that I forgot about the journal outside...? 

It rained last night. It's still raining this morning. It's hard to tell from this photo just how wet the wreck journal got. My wreak journal is soaking, soaking, soaking wet. 

So in it came dripping water, running felt marker ink and other juices from various pages, to lay by the fire...

... or get eaten by it.

and because the word squishy makes me remember this scene - here you go.








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