It's been ages - it always is, because I only have interesting things to say about once every six months or so. And possibly a little less often than that ( Read more... )

I was painting the deck this morning, late. It was sunny, but breezy, and everything was being all perky and summerish. And I was just sitting there, painting away, when I was struck by this incredible urge to pick Queen-Anne's-lace - which hasn't struck me, previous to this morning, since about sixth grade. So, I went and got the scissors, and cut ( Read more... )