flax-golden tales: precautions
precautions First there was the mat. It didn’t say Welcome, but it wasn’t off-putting. And everyone knew how he was about keeping the house tidy. They wiped their paws as requested and were welcomed
precautions First there was the mat. It didn’t say Welcome, but it wasn’t off-putting. And everyone knew how he was about keeping the house tidy. They wiped their paws as requested and were welcomed
I decided I needed business cards, but I didn’t particularly want to put “author” or “writer” or “kitten wrangler” on them. After a lot of pondering and Etsy searching, I decided to go with
It is a cold Hallowe’en in Salem today. We only ventured out for a few hours to brave the downtown craziness, but the crowds weren’t as heavy as usual. It’ll likely get busier later,
all-seeing The skull says I see you when pedestrians or trick-or-treaters or dog-walkers pass by. Eyes that have no place being in a skull, hovering in empty sockets, move disconcertingly from side-to-side. The observation
Snapshots from Revisionland: the pre-Hallowe’en edition Coffee: New scenes, scribbled longhand in unlined notebooks: Bucket involved in some sort of Battle Royale with an empty Panera bag: (I think Bucket is winning.) And of
I had a busy, marvelous weekend. Hallowe’en has exploded downtown already, with crowds & costumes & small dogs dressed like turtles. I had a caramel apple! And I made more apple goat cheese tartlets.