Sitting up here in the room off our bedroom, up in the trees, a gentle misty rain falling outside, it feels like I'm in a rainforest. Lovely.

The world is a scary place when intolerance and hatred and fear rule.

I stay up way too late and then feel like dying when the alarm goes off in the morning! No! No! It can't be! It's not time yet! I can't get up now! Please! Ten more minutes! Five more minutes! Just give me a minute, okay, please ( Read more... )

I have a story to write for Best Friends, which I've been putting off now for about a week. I've done the interview, collected photographs. Now just need to keep my butt seated firmly on my chair and write away ( Read more... )

I am thrilled at the discovery by Time-Life Books of my British ancestry. So nice of them to do a whole full-color series on the wooly baa Adams of Cheltenham. Also called Cheltenham Spa because of the special hot water springs that soothed the rich and enslaved the poor ( Read more... )

Harriet
mawther of George
Threuwe tyme thar ta Reade
Thar apple danot fail far frym thar tree, holy moly.

One Appel a day keep Physics away.  Yet!
One spoilt Apple spoilith the whole tankard.
Yay! Ho?


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It's raining out. Drizzling, rather. Too wet to plant. Shoot!

It's Wednesday, the middle of the week. I hope I can make it through to the weekend.

1. How old do you wish you were? Wishing is useless, but if it weren't, maybe 30 ( Read more... )

John's favorite picture, found on a postcard in New York City, just by chance.


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