See the lights on the other side
Rabbit belated rabbit! I just slept something like thirteen hours. Outside the sky is whale-grey ridges of overcast, classically November. Yesterday when it was beautifully sunny and bronze-clear, I spent most of my time running around to doctors and wishing I had brought my camera for bridges and brick-light. I finally got home, fed the cats, fed me, settled on the couch to rewatch Princess Caraboo (1994) which I had just discovered on Tubi; admired how it looked in its rightful widescreen and fell asleep at the top of the second act. I had to wake up to go to bed. Well, my doctors all want me to de-stress.
We did not have any kind of Halloween per se, but my mother sent me pictures of my cat-lantern glowing on the front steps in Lexington, passed on pictures from my brother of my niece trick-or-treating in a carefully distanced neighborhood, and gifted me a kind of Halloween-colored Kit Kat that I am mildly afraid of trying.![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
thisbluespirit made me a gif-treat of Colin Jeavons in The Shadow of the Tower (1972). I made a point of watching something that looked seasonally appropriate and wrote about it and I am pleased, not just because I enjoyed it so much that I wished to share, but because the last time it was physically and mentally possible for me to write four reviews in a month was 2019.
Today I cannot afford to do absolutely nothing, but I am going to give minimalism my best shot. [edit] When I returned from my errands, the mail had brought me a signed copy of Adam Bolivar's The Ettinfell of Beacon Hill: Gothic Tales of Boston (2021), which I am officially on the books as saying is good stuff. It's more in the line of decadence than minimalism, but I appreciate its timing. [edit edit] And I voted in my city's general election, because local politics are important.
We did not have any kind of Halloween per se, but my mother sent me pictures of my cat-lantern glowing on the front steps in Lexington, passed on pictures from my brother of my niece trick-or-treating in a carefully distanced neighborhood, and gifted me a kind of Halloween-colored Kit Kat that I am mildly afraid of trying.
thisbluespirit made me a gif-treat of Colin Jeavons in The Shadow of the Tower (1972). I made a point of watching something that looked seasonally appropriate and wrote about it and I am pleased, not just because I enjoyed it so much that I wished to share, but because the last time it was physically and mentally possible for me to write four reviews in a month was 2019.Today I cannot afford to do absolutely nothing, but I am going to give minimalism my best shot. [edit] When I returned from my errands, the mail had brought me a signed copy of Adam Bolivar's The Ettinfell of Beacon Hill: Gothic Tales of Boston (2021), which I am officially on the books as saying is good stuff. It's more in the line of decadence than minimalism, but I appreciate its timing. [edit edit] And I voted in my city's general election, because local politics are important.
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I am going to ponder whether there is a day or two when I might make this the motto.
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