July 1st. Ho-lee-crap. Where did the spring go?

Fellow Vancouverites might agree with me when I say, who cares where the spring went, as long as it stays like this for a while! (We've had it coming, people.)

I haven't been posting about Abigail much, I know. It just seemed like updates would be saying the same-old, same-old for a while -- Sandrine's hard at workas the lone artist on this book, and producing amazing, well, art. I mean... you could frame and hang some of these pages.

And I just might. 

But I've been remiss in blogging about at least one thing-- Ed joining our team as letterer. (Letterist? Letterman?) I think he's done half our book in just a couple of weeks, and scarcely a revision has been requested. (And keep in mind, the lettering rules for this book read like the Warren Commission.) So THANK YOU, Ed, for what you're bringing to the table... 'cause I'm one of those people who thinks the words are important.