Daylight savings
More of a postcard than a letter this week
More of a postcard than a letter this week
It took two weeks to make the studio mine
"Child, where do you traipse about in the night?"
Sunset in Amherst, VA, today is twenty-four minutes later than in Bloomfield, NJ.
Haircut panic.
Say less.
This storm is named Fern. A cat named Fern scratched Ilya once.
Bobina doesn't get paper cuts, or eat too many raisins (or any raisins at all), and she does not count the years or minutes or steps. She looks cute always, and never deletes later. And when the stuk-stuk-stuk of men putting in a new roof for
Sometimes I feel like a pioneer woman,
Mistakes were made, their name was midtown.