Was it me that broke my heart? Did I have a heart to break?
I opened the door to the stranger. I made charoses after all. This afternoon I went for a walk in the misting rain.
The fire hydrant was looking unusually dapper in the overcast.
I like the warp of the world in the driveway mirror.
I couldn't get a closer picture without intruding on this tree's yard, but it had magnificent lichen.
Buds unfazed by recent snowfall.
Whatever species of plant or process of decay produced this moth-effect, I admire it.
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spatch pronounced this wintered-out rose hip the dormant phase of Audrey II.
I am feeling especially scraped thin and valueless, butselkie sent me a bonanza of tinned fish, so that for dinner I had coconut curry sardines and olive-and-pepper mackerel, and spatch brought me home a bag of intensely tropical Hi-Chews as a surprise dessert, all of which made a nice change-up from my traditional habits of eating treyf sandwiches on matzah. I read Andy Weir's Project Hail Mary (2021) on the recommendation of N. and enjoyed very much how it functions like a Heinleinian hard sf novel where a level head and a slide rule can solve all problems only without the slide rule or the level head. Georgette Heyer's A Blunt Instrument (1938) could have done without its obligatory inclusion of antisemitism, but I appreciate the romantic pairing of its long-lashed, willowy, deprecatingly vague hero and its blunt-spoken, crop-haired, monocle-wearing heroine. She writes novels and he was last seen wandering around the Balkans. They should have a great time in a different mystery. sholio has written most excellent B5 fic. I like the idea of the Odyssey having a moment.
The fire hydrant was looking unusually dapper in the overcast.
I like the warp of the world in the driveway mirror.
I couldn't get a closer picture without intruding on this tree's yard, but it had magnificent lichen.
Buds unfazed by recent snowfall.
Whatever species of plant or process of decay produced this moth-effect, I admire it.
spatch pronounced this wintered-out rose hip the dormant phase of Audrey II.I am feeling especially scraped thin and valueless, but
selkie sent me a bonanza of tinned fish, so that for dinner I had coconut curry sardines and olive-and-pepper mackerel, and spatch brought me home a bag of intensely tropical Hi-Chews as a surprise dessert, all of which made a nice change-up from my traditional habits of eating treyf sandwiches on matzah. I read Andy Weir's Project Hail Mary (2021) on the recommendation of N. and enjoyed very much how it functions like a Heinleinian hard sf novel where a level head and a slide rule can solve all problems only without the slide rule or the level head. Georgette Heyer's A Blunt Instrument (1938) could have done without its obligatory inclusion of antisemitism, but I appreciate the romantic pairing of its long-lashed, willowy, deprecatingly vague hero and its blunt-spoken, crop-haired, monocle-wearing heroine. She writes novels and he was last seen wandering around the Balkans. They should have a great time in a different mystery. sholio has written most excellent B5 fic. I like the idea of the Odyssey having a moment.
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Two great tastes!