Sequoiaberry

Ever the early bloomer, Sequoiaberry arrives ripe and ready.


So sweet she can't keep from tasting herself.


Unpurchased on the fruitstand Sequoiaberry grasps a comforting pomegranite.


Sequoiaberry is aghast at January's unpurchased pumpkins.


"Sequoiaberry fields foreveEEEEEEEERRRRRRRR" belts out the berry babe.

Croupquoia

Sent to the emergency room for steroids and steam, croupy Sequoia admires her perfect oxygen saturation. Meanwhile her father is diagnosed with double chindonitis.

Gnoman Holiday

Sequoia wanders into a herd of nomadic gnomes who have somehow meandered to yard.


Eager to welcome the diminutive immigrants Sequoia offers them her mother's keychain to the city.


Who sent these bearded fellows? Sequoia fruitlessly attempts to squeeze the information out of them.
Thank you, who ever you are!

Strawquoia

Sequoia finally learns to use a straw by means of a sucky Cattleman's Jr cup.


Sequoia and her grandfather take a moment to rest their cheeks on the ubernifty root bench.

Sequoianachronistic

Buckin' the new year's trend Sequoia bearly embraces the return of the Christmas lights and the undying pumpkin in the same sitting.


With furrowed brow, Sequoia is boldly rescued from the Island of plywood misfit toys.



Joyriding in jolly elf's sleigh, Sequoia and Stephanie cuddle at the kitschiest Christmas house of all.

Bibquoia part 2

While she can't quite explain it, everything tastes better with horsey bibs.


Everyone loves a helpful robot


"Hey lady, where's the fire? I got plenty o' cheese right here."

Santaquoia

Uncertain of the old elf, Sequoia keeps a yellow projectile at the ready.

While Santa has his hands full, Sequoia pilfers a quick balloon from the sack.

Caught in the act, Sequoia is reminded of the prospect of a coally holiday. Her mother gasps in abashed denial.

Sequoia Rosa

Sequoia, still waiting for her baldness to fade, admires the bronzened spherical noggins that have come before her.


Surrounded by such heavy handed commercialism, Sequoia struggles to maintain balance.


At first the openhearted youngin' attempts to go with the flow.


In the end our intrepid heroine decides she must carve her own path.