flax-golden tales: pushy ponies
pushy ponies It’s not the worst house-sitting job I’ve ever had, but it’s certainly not in my top five or anything, either. This lady didn’t even have time to meet me, I just got
pushy ponies It’s not the worst house-sitting job I’ve ever had, but it’s certainly not in my top five or anything, either. This lady didn’t even have time to meet me, I just got
As some of you may know, during 2006-2009 I painted a 78-card tarot deck in black and white and shades of grey. I spent the same approximate time writing and re-writing The Night
Other people have likely said more articulate and poignant things than I can manage for today. It is a sunshine-soaked Monday. It is, somehow, strange time that tumbles ever on, already May. I bought
the friend factory It’s the latest craze in dolls, so she simply has to have one. I can’t really complain, I remember my own rabid Cabbage Patch days. I told her to think about
It is a gorgeous day today, springy and warm and bright. Took the long way back and forth from the post office and brought the camera, some additional shots
death awaits you all Most of them stand on the steps in front of the doors for some time before making their decision. Marking the the obvious differences and missing the subtle ones. (The