Against all odds, our boxes (of books, kitchen supplies, other things – but, honestly, mostly books) arrived, and almost everything was in good condition. (The mysterious exception: a chunk fell out the side of our cast-iron skillet.) Consequently, Harriet is reunited with her beloved scooter. To the right you can see some of the Chatrium’s odd art, which deserves to be lovingly detailed in some forthcoming post.


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