Little stray book, oh how you have delivered. Possibly to the point of pandering to my tastes, but so few authors know the way into my heart and my bookshelves is via Hamlet quotes and ravens that I doubt any pandering was intentional. (Here follows blockquotes from Erin Morgenstern's The Night Circus! You . . . you knew that was coming, right? I ( Read more... )

Look, let's not even. Just. I-. Life's been busy. Atrociously so. Here is a card. It is for a holiday. Let us pretend that holiday is today. We shall speak no more of my complete lack of timing.


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In the past two weeks I have seen ice (oh so much ice).


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It's one thing to dress up one of my mannequin heads-be it Hypatia, Lucretia or Salvia yesInamethemshuddap-in goggles and a silky white scarf and plop a newly completed owl hat on it to take customer approval photos. But that doesn't really convey the overwhelming ridiculousness innate in these hats, not the same way a real live person wearing it ( Read more... )

See, there's a reason that I wouldn't have chosen this city to host a big-ass, highly publicized, professional outdoor ice hockey game. And that is because we essentially get two winters here, one in December and a more brutal one in February, with some manner of thaw occurring at the beginning of January ( Read more... )

Things Britons Are Good At, As Related To Me By Actual Britons:

1. Moaning about the weather.
2. Queuing.
3. Writing editorial letters to The Times.

So take heart! View this latest bout of inclement winter weather not as a hellish trial you must endure-underprepared transit hubs, budget cutbacks and all-but rather as an opportunity for an Olympic-level ( Read more... )

The way a crow
Shook down on me
The dust of snow
From a hemlock tree

Has given my heart
A change of mood
And saved some part
Of a day I had rued.

- Robert Frost, Dust of Snow

::eyeballs hemlock tree in backyard, where the crows like to roost::

::eyeballs snow::

Hmmmm.

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I must be losing it. I've posted the Polar Ice cap to Etsy on the premise that people want to see more of my hats. Perhaps I should count myself lucky that no one in the mid-Atlantic knows where I live and/or is too snowed in again to come to my house and murder me with deadly icicles while I sleep ( Read more... )

This may be ill-advised since I am braving the EPIC snow (which continues to be EPIC) to go to Kalamazoo, MI once again, where it will no doubt snow on me some more, and I won't be around to fill orders. But the Etsy shop is running a little bare of hats and it makes me feel odd ( Read more... )