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It was a beautiful, sunny, Saturday morning in a picturesque Connecticut town and I was crabby and feeling sorry for myself. I came to Madison to sign copies of my new book:
Down & Dirty and to plant a kids' dinosaur garden at R.J. Julia (a kick-ass, independent bookstore) but no one signed up to come play with me! I can't say I blame them; if I were 9 years old, I'd want to be at the beach, too. But just as I was ready to pack up the potting soil and go home, two teachers from a local elementary school showed up, ready to get
Down & Dirty. We planted a swell dinosaur container garden, and they took it back to school for the kids to play with. And I left town with an adjusted attitude: a few good people can really turn your day around. Not to mention a few good dinosaurs.
1 Comments:
i've ALWAYS felt a few good dinos could turn my day around, too!
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