Wednesday, November 13, 2013
Eighteen degrees can look like this, friends. Another chilly day, another cup of tea! I found a pretty pretty little feather on the ground this morning, after weeks of searching for the two feathers from my dream a while back. The feathers in my dream were more exciting, but this is a sweet speckled brown and tan and white one that I like very much.
I had a dream that this beautiful girl was coming home in January, only it wasn't a dream!
Back to work, where I am blurbing, in this order, these words: Shiite, cartoonist, commie, zoologist. Yay!