daily: Browse The Strips

Thursday March 28, 2024

Lynn's Comments: The idea for this cartoon was "given to me" by a man who was trying to cap off a water system that was being installed in a friend's inground swimming pool. When he reached up to stop the water coming from a pipe, it gushed down his arm and through his waterproof suit onto the ground—soaking him from head to toe.

Monday April 8, 2024

Lynn's Comments: This illustration was hard to draw. I was very emotional when I did it. I could see the outcome immediately, but readers had to wait for 24 hours to find out what happened next.

Wednesday April 17, 2024

Lynn's Comments: Tragically, the day this strip was originally published was also the date of the Oklahoma bombing. There was no way to halt or change this story and it ran at a time when North America was in shock and people's hearts were breaking.

Thursday April 18, 2024

Lynn's Comments: On one hand, this story was running at the worst time possible. On the other hand, teachers in Edmonton were using it to teach young children about the dangers of playing in the local creeks—so dangerous in springtime.

Monday April 22, 2024

Lynn's Comments: When this story originally appeared, my friend Charles Schulz was furious. He couldn't believe that Farley had been allowed to die. He called me and said, "That stupid little girl! What was she doing down at the river in the first place? That stupid little girl!" He actually blamed April and not me!

Thursday April 25, 2024

Lynn's Comments: I always enjoyed putting Ruth, my mom-in-law, in the strip. (Her second name was Carrie.) I tried to get a good likeness and used photographs until I could draw her fairly well. She was my right and left hand when the kids were small. I was so lucky to have had her in my life.

Wednesday May 1, 2024

Lynn's Comments: I've always hated to exercise. I can garden all day or walk for miles or clean up a kitchen, but don't ask me to go to a gym! I've joined running groups just to have company in my misery. I've joined gyms hoping the expense would be a catalyst, but the relief of not going is wonderful. Just the smell of a gym makes me want to scream, "Get me outta here!" I can trace all this back to my high school gym teachers. There was trauma there for sure!