Glitter always shimmers in the limelight

[sovay]

The moon looks like a Constable watercolor in black and olive and cratered parchment. I have seen the latest pictures of Earth. I can't turn off the part of my brain that brings around you may leave here for four days in space, but I worried so much about that launch.

This morning was marked by the municipal pruning of trees on our street. When the racket moved far enough around the block to become merely obnoxious, I went back to listening to byways of Flanders and Swann. In the afternoon Hestia saw a cardinal in the yew and almost went through the glass.

I recognize that midlife m/m amid the mussel beds of North Wales is the single most stereotypical choice I could make out of this year's lineup for Wicked Queer, but I am still seriously considering On the Sea (2025). It would be a sure bet if I didn't have to think about parking at the MFA.

I would like the next week to involve much less talking to doctors. None would be an ideal.

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[nineweaving]

... midlife m/m amid the mussel beds of North Wales ...

Good heavens. Did you script this?

Hope you get to see some of these.

Nine

[sovay]

Good heavens. Did you script this?

It would probably have some supernatural component if I had! The presence of the Menai Strait is still incredible.

Hope you get to see some of these.

Thank you! March was not a conducive month to almost anything.