Dad’s world with Jonathan deBurca Butler

IT’S been one of those roller-coaster weeks with its randomly shot milieu of great achievements, bad luck, giddy frustrations, and little accidents.

It started off with a burst of enthusiasm from Daddy.

On Monday, I got home with a spring in my step and a determination in my forehead. Today the grass, which was morphing into Argentinian Pampas, was going to get it. I donned the jeans, the steel-toe boots and made myself a wildrag (cowboy scarf) out of one of Luke’s blankies.