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I bought Blue Velvet on a DVD
I no longer owe my soul to the Malden Public Library, having returned the books that had become dramatically overdue in the midst of the latest nonsense. The loop of errands I was running allowed for the purchase of a Zagnut, which I continue to love in despite of Stan Freberg. It was gorgeous out and almost warm and I took a couple of pictures. I am trying to do more than just exist through my days.
The clouds looked pasted to the sky.
The daffodils were working on New England Gothic.
A dandelion ready for its close-up.
It would never occur to me to rescue and restore vintage Coach bags and purses, but I like knowing someone else has chosen it as their art. Speaking of art, I just heard about the Peabody Essex Museum's Edmonia Lewis: Said in Stone. Speaking of things I like knowing about, Jin Shengtan's "Thirty-Three Nice Things" is in fact pretty nice itself.
The clouds looked pasted to the sky.
The daffodils were working on New England Gothic.
A dandelion ready for its close-up.
It would never occur to me to rescue and restore vintage Coach bags and purses, but I like knowing someone else has chosen it as their art. Speaking of art, I just heard about the Peabody Essex Museum's Edmonia Lewis: Said in Stone. Speaking of things I like knowing about, Jin Shengtan's "Thirty-Three Nice Things" is in fact pretty nice itself.