In honor of our putting up Halloween decorations outside, Katherine told her friend, Old Tree Trunk (the huge cottonwood next to our driveway) a Halloween story. After, of course, she went through all the ritual (involving knocking and panels of bark opening up) of waking him up.

Once upon a time in a faraway place called California, there were these tree cutters. And they chopped down all the trees.

And now they’re coming to Colorado. And now they’re coming to [our street name].

Now they’re coming. They’re almost here. I see them coming.

Now we better hide you. They he won’t see you. Then he won’t chop you down.

And we are going to day care to hide you, and make sure they don’t cut you down.

THE END
That’s my girl.