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Ellie Decorated the Apartment

Ellie decorated the apartment.

 The bicycles on the other wall are so high up that Dan must have lent a hand with the decor in his own, lanky way, but Elliza found and wrestled the antlered trophy to the apartment herself.  She won on points, so the deer is on the wall.  

 Ellie has started work, now, so the deer population of the Upper Midwest has begun to come back out of the woods, cautiously.  Dan said that Ellie had been looking for the other end of the deer, and wanted to hang it outside, on the wall.  It was time for her to get back to work.
They have traded the enduring mists of Portland, Oregon for the edge of the tundra, in Minneapolis.  They are sharpening their skills, and it is a very large world.  In the human tree, the roots do not always grow fastest.  

 And, anyway, the walls in their apartment will not support what Ellie has in mind.  

   

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  1. AnonymousAugust 27, 2013 at 1:45 PM

    Thanks for the article. Perhaps I will build the chair of antlers next...
    -Ellie

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