flax-golden tales: building blocks
building blocks Our blocks are every shape and every color: pink and green and yellow, sky blue and ocean blue and melancholy blue. We build them up in colorful stacks. Turning them from blocks
building blocks Our blocks are every shape and every color: pink and green and yellow, sky blue and ocean blue and melancholy blue. We build them up in colorful stacks. Turning them from blocks
For as long as I can remember, blank books have made me anxious. I love them, though it’s maybe a bit strange to love something that makes you anxious, but I do. I love
life tests judged by silent horses There are no instructions. Only the box. Well, the box and the four horses. But the box holds everything you need and plenty of things you don’t. To
I have been waiting & waiting for this day. I read a manuscript of The Enchanted by Rene Denfeld last year and loved it so much I wanted to push it on people immediately
a persistent turtle possibly having an existential crisis The turtle keeps trying to get into the house. Sometimes it even manages to sneak inside despite the fact that we lock all the windows and
In lieu of proper post this week since I’m working, a glimpse at what that looks like at the moment: