Our Family Flag?
I've now arrived in the Ozarks and am under the watchful care of my family, which I express through the above image created by my son, En-Uk, who claims to have designed it as a flag, but if that's the case, then I reckon that it's the national flag of some future dystopia ruled over by En-Uk with panoptic discipline and punishment.
My family, however, rules over me with benevolence and rectitude, so the flag is ironically intended in its application here.
There's little to say yet, as I am feeling jetlagged and looking red-eyed, but I did want to log in and let readers know that I have safely arrived.
Not that anyone was overly concerned . . .