miscellany
this post is all about shoes
I’ve been trying all week to come up with something to blog about, to no avail. I’m not doing anything other than writing and making tea and while my tea is lovely and the
flax-golden
flax-golden tales: coffeeshop magic
coffeeshop magic I don’t have the time to devote to circles or covens. I have to fit things in when and where I can, in stolen moments and cups of coffee. Stirring clockwise to
miscellany
i dreamt i went to manderley again
At one point this past Sunday night I was standing alone in a dark room full of artfully illuminated bathtubs. One of them still had a bit of blood in it, but my attention
books
the to-read pile, 2010
This is not all of it, of course. This is mostly the recently acquired stuff. I should really re-organize all the shelves so I can actually see how huge the to-read pile is, but
flax-golden
flax-golden tales: property feature
property feature The monster came with the house. The realtor said they could get estimates from removal services but then there was some sort of confusion with determining ownership because of the property lines,
musings
so long, 2009.
There is a fluffy coating of snow falling outside my windows, obscuring what’s left of 2009 in powdered sugar white. White primer to paint 2010 over. Ten years ago tonight I was ringing out