the year in moments, caught in birds Every moment of the year gets a bird, and somehow there are always enough to go around. The positive things caught in the purple birds. Negatives in
As of the end of this month we’ll have lived in NYC for one year. It is still strange to me to live in New York. I like it more than I thought I
anxiously awaiting They know it is almost time. They can feel it in the air. They gaze up expectantly. Wide-eyed and curious. Waiting for snowflakes and surprises and sugarplums. Preparing themselves for spiced punches
There will be a few favorite things of 2013 posts this month, saving books for last and doing NYC favorites next week and this is… other stuff. Mostly media and cocktails. Let’s just call
seasons greetings from george the toad He greets everyone warmly, old friends always even if you’ve only just met. If someone refers to him politely as Mister Toad he will chuckle and say that
November went and flew by like a flying autumnal whoosh of a thing and I am sitting here looking at December somewhat skeptically. But I did have a just-barely successful NaNoWriMo, and I am