Anyone in Chicago with a foolish desire to see me?
Because I'm going to be there tomorrow, until Tuesday. ^_^
I have all the intense essential oils in my fingers from giving someone a healing massage. I feel gooood.
But that's not the only reason!
This morning I cruised an Acton bookstore and Trader Joe's with
gjules Oh, and I brought her to the Boxboro Cemetary. Very important stop.
The sorts of things that're loads of fun in the right company. (She is the right company. She promised me more graveyards!)
Fabulous place to be buried. Though it's been out of fashion some 150 years.
I wanted a good shot of the cracked open tomb-door, and then told Genevieve, "Now I'm going to have to look in there."
But it was stoned off just inside. I got the sense of peril with no terrible revelations...yay!