Friday, December 25, 2009

Look what Matt brought me from San Francisco!!! It's a beaver.

Now we're watching The Hound of the Baskervilles, the 1939 version

uh oh what's happening here

When I was a kid at my great grandma's summer house in the country I watched that film just before nightfall. It scared me a lot, Sherlock Holmes, remember? That night we packed our belongings to go back to Moscow, our train scheduled for 11pm. It was the end of summer and the nights became shorter. I kept looking out the window for the Hound, searching the cherry trees with my eyes but all I could see was the big sunflower in front of the window.

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