Outside Land

Thank you for writing nice things about my blog.

The pumpkin is round and orange and maybe a little dirty.

It's a plant. It's fuzzy. It's a lamb plant.

It's green, it looks like it has veins and there's a little speck on it and it looks like a lamb's ear.

He's been around a long, long time. His hat has holly berries on it.

I think the tree was 3 years old.

Looks like pretty old bark.

It's a moon rock.

It's a jet stream and it looks like an l or i when you slant your head.

Have a nice Christmas.

My First Post

My Grandma Donna has a blog.

And now I do, too.

I am in second grade.

All photos and words are mine,

except for this introduction.

Grandma does the keyboarding.

She'll never change my words.

The sky is falling.

The world is turning.

The leaf is flying.

The oak tree is shooting leaves at us.

This is a real life meteorite.

I'm kidding.

A spider is on our door.

The crow is staring at me.

The wasp lost something off its body.

Tree cut in half by the sun.