Autumn: Browse The Strips
Sunday, November 14, 1993
Monday, October 3, 1994
Tuesday, October 4, 1994
Sunday, October 16, 1994
Sunday, October 22, 1995
Wednesday, November 8, 1995
Sunday, October 13, 1996
Monday, October 14, 1996
Saturday, September 20, 1997
Sunday, October 12, 1997
Sunday, October 19, 1997
Sunday, October 11, 1998
Saturday, September 29, 2001
Monday, October 1, 2001
Tuesday, October 2, 2001
Wednesday, October 3, 2001
Sunday, October 7, 2001
Sunday, October 14, 2001
Sunday, October 12, 2003
Sunday, November 23, 2003
Sunday, October 17, 2004
Sunday, October 2, 2005
Sunday, October 9, 2005
Sunday, September 24, 2006
Sunday, September 9, 2007
Friday, October 3, 2008
Monday, October 24, 2011
Lynn's Comments: Fall in northern Manitoba was short and the few deciduous trees we had shed their leaves into the wind and blew them away. We didn't have to rake the yard in October, but we did need other things done. Our son was a big, healthy kid who could handle a rake or a broom, but putting such implements into willing hands was...challenging. Trying to convince Aaron that chores could be rewarding and fun was a chore in itself. No amount of coercion, reasoning or threat would move our boy into action. Money, however, talked. Each chore had a value. He would figure out how much he needed for a toy or game and accept the work that brought him closest to his goal. One Saturday morning when he was bored and looking for something to do, I suggested he vacuum the rug in the rec room. He thought for a minute, then said; "nah...I don't need anything right now." I had to admit; he might be lazy... but he was practical!
Thursday, November 3, 2011
Lynn's Comments: The yard I drew here was the yard in front of our house on Tally Ho Road in Dundas. We had a number of big leafy trees and the amount of raking to be done in the fall was overwhelming. The good thing was that they created a wonderful playground. We could bury Aaron and each other in the leaves. We rolled in them, used the leaf bags as beanbag chairs and enjoyed the crackle, the colour, and the smell.
Friday, November 4, 2011
Lynn's Comments: This little one liner I used once before in a single panel cartoon, which I submitted to the Dundas Valley Journal. It was the first cartoon I had published in a newspaper.
Sunday, October 20, 2013
Lynn's Comments: One of the children's books I loved best was about a family of rabbits who painted the woods with all the colours of the rainbow. In spring they painted the buds bright green, in the fall they painted the leaves different colours, and in winter, they painted the shadows on the snow. Even now, whenever I see long turquoise-grey shadows stretching across a snowy lane, I remember the illustrations in that book.