GPOYW Tiny Freezing Edition from Layne’s visit this weekend, when we ran up to the Quabbin Reservoir to take in all the spectacular scenery.

GPOYW, Last Day in Oxford edition. This was the day Em and I snuck into a bunch of colleges while students were moving out. It was December 1, and it rained through the sunshine.

I’m ready for cool weather, more adventures, new Massachusetts friends.

GPOYW: Floppy and exhausted after three full days of driving from the Florida panhandle to western Massachusetts, after a particularly terrible stint in NYC traffic.

Belated GPOYW. When I was a kid, I had a book I don’t remember very well which featured a big two-page illustration of a British candy store, and mentioned sugar mice.

Growing up in the South, where mice are rarely the pests that live in the walls of northern houses, and more often of the cute pet-store variety, this idea entranced me. When I finally got to England senior year of college, I bought myself some sugar mice, white and pink, at a candy shop in the Cotswolds.

It seems I was about fifteen years too late to properly enjoy bubble-gum flavored (or pineapple-flavored, in the case of the white) confections. I assume it’s one of those tastes that leaves a child around the time she stops pining for circus peanuts (an early and now shudder-worthy love of mine). Still, the sugar mice lived up to the cuteness of my imaginings, and when we were back in the UK last spring, I bought another, for old times sake.

GPOYW.

I think there are some portraits where you can tell the photographer loves his subject, and this might be one, taken by John last week at Disney.

GPOYW wedding escape edition