Grandma didn't want any presents for her birthday. But giving nothing is so nothing. A handmade item is a bit in between nothing and a real present. So I crocheted a cowl for her. Last weekend we went to visit her. A 40-minute drive. The girls often count the red cars or birds of prey they see during the trip. This time they made us smile by inventing a recession variant of the game: counting houses for sale.