What Was Lost, Now Is Found

You guessed it.... My lack of tale telling wasn't due to lack of stories, but rather lack of illustrations.

It seemed that in the movin' and grovin' of the apartment the camera was sucked into the black hole of the "linen closet" (and I use that term lightly) which is also considered by most to be the dining room table. Fortunately Dad came to the rescue. While he was clearing said linen closet, to convert it back into it's normal functioning state, the camera was found.

WOO HOOOOOOOOOOO!

Back in action and mom was so relieved!