Saturday, the General Store

It's a beautiful bright day, and the market has brought a lot of people to town and through the store, so Amanda and I have been run off our feet. It's close to closing time now, though, and as I start cashing up the register I find myself in a thoughtful mood.

Things fall apart, I said to Glass, and they have for her, ( Read more... )

{Early Evening- Tuesday, 29th June ~ Day 394}
{Crossroads DanceHall}

Tonight I'm gonna have myself a real good time
I feel alive
And the world turning inside out, yeah
And floating around in ecstasy, so
Don't stop me now
Don't stop me
'Cuz I'm having a good time, having a good time

It is finally time to open the doors ( Read more... )

[Afternoon of Monday, June 7 (day 372)]
[Down on the Pontarlier]

...well I was certainly not expecting this, I must say ( Read more... )

 Wednesday, May 5th, [day 339] Late morning, at the Post Office

It isn't raining right now but I think it might later. It smells like it has rained but the clouds are still here so I hope it will rain again and for longer. I'd like that. I start humming the song that CeCe taught me, as I walk up the main street.

I can see the rider come out of the ( Read more... )

[Noon on Monday, April 12 (day 316)]
[Out at the Merton farmhouse]I did not go to the market this week ( Read more... )

Wednesday, sometime, somewhere in Dream

Once upon time there was a beautiful princess. Her hair was the colour of jet and her skin was the colour of nutmeg, and each of her teeth were like pearls. Flowers grew where she walked, so that the fields around the tower that was her home was carpeted in blooms as white as snow. The princess was very ( Read more... )

Dream.

There is a great sea. The sky is grey, the water green, and the seafoam is the flecked white of milk on the turn. The shore is stone and shingle, and the cliffs are bone-shades. Will you wake on the little fishing boat that rides the waves, wary of great beasts that lurk beneath the surface, or on the cold and stony shore? Or perhaps as ( Read more... )

[Late morning of Saturday, February 20 (day 265)]
[Market on Main Street]

I have not seen the woman from last week, the one who was happier when she wore and bought my blue one. At least I am fairly sure I have not seen her; I do think I could place her again, mask or not. But that doesn't mean much, a young woman hiding in drapes of cloth not ( Read more... )

[Late morning of February 13 (day 258)]
[Market on Main Street]I may go see Klavec, again. Ask if he has anything I can look at, see if there are any shapes that want to be made into something. I can tan the leather myself, but it's never been work I like ( Read more... )

[The Tavern of Hell]
[It's nine o'clock on a Saturday, February 6 (day 251)]...and the regular crowd rushes in. And I know the faces you see at the bar, making love to their tonic and gin ( Read more... )