When I wrote about Hank and Homer (who at one time were gloves and socks) and how they came into being here, you probably thought you’d seen the last of them. Well, I can’t help it—–I just love the little fellas. And not just because I made them. They make me smile every time I look at them, so if you’re reading this and thinking, “Good Lord, I can’t believe a 51-year-old-woman would be playing with a couple of stuffed animals!” well, I’m afraid you’re on the wrong blog and you should probably go read Nietzsche or something. Wait a minute, even Nietzsche said, “In every real man a child is hidden that wants to play.” Well, there you go. And, thank God, my inner child is always ready to play.
Anyway, Hank and Homer are finally starting to feel comfortable around the other invertebrates. Homer was a little sensitive about his resemblance to Homer Simpson, so I made him a hat (out of a sock!) that I think somewhat mitigates the unfortunate resemblance. He’s very fond of his new hat, but Hank’s a little jealous. He wants a hat, too. They’ve been working a lot on self-improvement (people are always telling them their heads are full of fluff!). So they’ve been reading the classics. As you can see, they started on Moby Dick, but then they heard the birds singing outside and saw the flowers waving in the breeze and knew it was time for an adventure!
First up: a ride in Mr. Gnome’s wheelbarrow! For Hank, at least. Homer just wanted to lie in the creeping phlox and bask in the warm spring sun.
Giddyup, Pinky! Hank takes a ride on old Pinky, while Homer…
Rides old Blue.
Time for a little tree climbing—- into the flowering pear tree. There were about ten thousand bees buzzing around the pear tree flowers. Hank and Homer loved being in the bee-loud tree. They even found a bird’s nest there!
Look! The dandelions are back! Time to make a wish. Hank wished for a hat just like Homer’s.
But all that activity and fresh air makes little invertebrates kind of tired. So back inside they went to watch the NCAA tournament on TV. Sure, Hank and Homer’s TV is a little small and old, but watching the Tar Heels play basketball is exciting no matter how you’re watching it! Go Heels!
Not that they watch much TV. They’d rather read. After they finish Moby Dick, Homer is thinking about reading another book he heard was really good, if a mite long. He really likes the name of the author—- Homer. And he finds the title very exciting—-The Odyssey (he does like a good adventure tale!) Hank’s not so sure that these classics are all they’re cracked up to be. But he’ll read The Odyssey if that’s what Homer wants because he likes to make him happy. Because they’re best buddies. And they always will be.