I'm trying to catch up my blog sometime this century so I spent some time looking through my iphoto to ascertain just how behind I am. It's pretty sad how far behind I am. It is exceptionally happy, however, that I stumbled on these pictures and realized I hadn't blogged them. They might have been lost forever! A disaster narrowly averted.
I'm not sure that Cowen realized he looked sort of New Zealandish but I did. I've always thought the boy should go to a very physical mission--either where the weather is extreme or the terrain difficult, or where the culture emphasizes a real physical masculinity. New Zealand, Mongolia, the Ukraine. I just can't picture the boy in France, for example.
Anyway, the boy looks awesome in a macho skirt.
Love Harriet watching them.
Love Cowen's face.
Harriet deciding if she wants to participate.
Oh yes, she does!
Why is Emeline in that submissive position? I can't remember what their interpretive dance was all about.
Harriet. Love it.
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