words: a love story in two numbers
1. Not the best sentences I read this week, but certainly the most mysterious. Re: the genus Helichrysum:
Their leaves are oblong to lanceolate. They are flat and pubescent on both sides. The bristles of the pappus are scabrous, barbellate, or plumose.
Well, yes, clearly!
[Footnote: "Helichrysum augustifolium is steam distilled to produce a yellow-reddish essential oil popular in fragrance for its unique scent, best described as a mixture of burnt sugar and ham."
A MIXTURE OF BURNT SUGAR AND HAM: Best perfume ingredient, or greatest perfume ingredient in the history of ever?]
2. Sharing a snippet from my latest WIP, because I haven't shared snippets in a while and I'm kind of in love at the moment.
For a long minute she lies there, breathing hard, listening to him do the same. Feeling the urge to smooth his hair, to tuck her head under his chin and rest her palm on his chest, over his racing heart.
"You still there?" she says at last.
"Where else would I be?"
"I don't know, I'm pretty amazing. I have to make sure you're still with us."
"I hope to god if I ever die from sex, I'm not alone at the time."
"Hah. You and me both."
*snuggles story inappropriately*
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Their leaves are oblong to lanceolate. They are flat and pubescent on both sides. The bristles of the pappus are scabrous, barbellate, or plumose.
Well, yes, clearly!
[Footnote: "Helichrysum augustifolium is steam distilled to produce a yellow-reddish essential oil popular in fragrance for its unique scent, best described as a mixture of burnt sugar and ham."
A MIXTURE OF BURNT SUGAR AND HAM: Best perfume ingredient, or greatest perfume ingredient in the history of ever?]
2. Sharing a snippet from my latest WIP, because I haven't shared snippets in a while and I'm kind of in love at the moment.
For a long minute she lies there, breathing hard, listening to him do the same. Feeling the urge to smooth his hair, to tuck her head under his chin and rest her palm on his chest, over his racing heart.
"You still there?" she says at last.
"Where else would I be?"
"I don't know, I'm pretty amazing. I have to make sure you're still with us."
"I hope to god if I ever die from sex, I'm not alone at the time."
"Hah. You and me both."
*snuggles story inappropriately*
This post originated on Dreamwidth, where it has
comments. Comment here or there.