Bye Benjamin

Returning from taking him to the airport,
I realized a blip was needed. Quick snap of the walkway will suffice. John is not doing well, he laid low most of the day. I’ve lost my voice, we are both coughing. Unraveled a hat I’d knitted for Ben, which was too big. The efforts to shrink it by washing were unsuccessful, so I will redo it. It has a thread of reflective material twisted into the yarn, so he will show up well in the Alaska darkness.