Kent made the long drive from Boston
to Kansas City—he left Friday morning and got here yesterday afternoon. So now
it’s official, we are both residents of Kansas. We need to get our plates and
drivers’ licenses changed but we’ve got 90 days to get that done.
The gnome made the trip with Kent. I got this gnome at a Wal-Mart
in Kansas City in the summer of 2005. He lived out in our yard then, under the
trees in the back.
When we moved, we put him in the patio on door duty. The iron security gate tended to swing shut when unlocked, which meant we looked through iron bars. I wasn't a fan of the prison look, so the gnome held the iron gate open during the day and stood sentry duty at night.
When the water main burst and we flooded, he ended up face
down in dirt for about eight months. That’s how his nose got damaged.
We think
he’s a tough old gnome and capable of handling anything. I just hope he’s not bored standing out there on the balcony among the tomato and pepper plants in placid Overland Park.
