Stephan and I dropped by Hope House today to see if the neighbor was in.
We need to talk to him about the sewer easement, but he wasn't home.
It wasn't a wasted trip, though. I showed Stephan where the TARDIS is
going to be placed at the edge of the back garden. I stood on the front porch
to see if I can see the signpost for "Northern Pike" from there, . . almost.
Then, I wickedly picked a bouquet of flowers from the yard. If this were a
fairy tale, my punishment would be to have to live at Hope House and never
return to Pitcairn again. This is a punishment I'm willing to risk.
I gave Mommy the flowers, and she loves them. I think she loves them just
as much as Beauty loved the stolen rose from the Beast's garden.