Blake snagged himself a good girlfriend, and I got to take pictures of them. Unfortunately, my dominant eye was on his death bed (he’s since recovered, no need to send floral arrangements) and most of you know that it’s amazing I have any vision left at all what with all of my optic maladies, so I’m happy that any of these turned out at all.
Look at that form! I see gold medals in her future.
I feel like now they need to have a band. And that I need her shoes.
This was either before or after I fell into a gopher hole. Then I had to use the strength of my left eye to help me to safety.
HENRY WHY CAN’T YOU LOVE ME LIKE THAT??