But I forgot to take that photo before I left, which kind of defeats my whole plan, because why bother posting pictures of dollhouses and their miniature contents from Google images when you can just look those up yourself, if you're so inclined?
So I'm left D-less. And I've been trying to come up with viable alternative Ds, and instead all I can think of are things like: D is for draconian laws... dental floss... Darwinian evolution... demo cars... desolate landscapes... Diet Coke. D is for debonair denunciations; dainty Dobermans; dolorous dance parties. D is for decrepit doughnuts, demented dentists, and dissatisfied dominatrixes. D is for... well, I dunno what D is for. It's all too daunting, too demoralizing, too devastating for me. And so I dare to desist. But -
I thought that first, you might want to see a glimpse of my darling dogs....
p.s. Seriously, though. I don't know why I didn't think of this before, but Doctors Without Borders is one of the most inspirational groups I know of. I'm a Field Partner, which means I make small but regular monthly donations to them, and I urge you to do the same if you can. These are people who will go anywhere in the world, no matter how dangerous, to try to save lives. In my opinion, they are the faces of true heroism.