WE are all ready for summer. And mom is ready for the high country.All we think about is spring: our ceremonial opening of the windows, sunlight pouring in, the fragrance of mom's lattes mingling with the perfume of blossoming trees, and tales of adventures at Artist's Point.
Now that she'll be a hip, urban, bohemian artist, she belongs at Artist's Point, and anywhere in the mountains above 5,000 feet!
It's been years:
Time to go back and find another ptarmigan!
PANDA OUT!
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