
My son content after bubble blowing by the river side. Maybe the bitter soapy taste made his lips a bit puckered though, or else he wants a kiss.

My son content after bubble blowing by the river side. Maybe the bitter soapy taste made his lips a bit puckered though, or else he wants a kiss.

(c) Michiko Taniuchi (scanned postcard)
An example of Taniuchi Roku’s art: Two children out on a rainy night spot a white fox making a phone call. A mix of sweetness, magic, mystery, eeriness and whimsy.

Painting by my beautiful son (age 3 years and 4 months)

Okay, everyone, here is an actual documented photo (courtesy of my husband’s cell phone, hence a bit fuzzy) that we have two actual foxes as our downstairs neighbors. One was reclining atop the bicycle shed, while this one was nosing about the snowy field.
My husband tossed him some bread, and he jogged over to eat it, taking close scrutiny of my husband’s, a.k.a. ‘the food-giver’s’, visage.
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