My journal of big words and pretty pictures
The house smelled of old age and senility. Each room was crammed full of tables and chiffonier, sideboards and china cabinets; chairs, ottomans, and sofas of all sorts. No surface was bare, no cabinet empty, no nook unoccupied. In an earlier time, the resident would risk being labeled a hoarder. The house was a warren … Continue reading Act accordion-ly
“A pale hart, as white as a full moon, rears on its hind legs, trumpeting his arrival. A messenger from the netherworld, bringing a dire warning to sinners.” I could only stare at him, and sadly shake my head. “Seriously, that’s the best you can do?” “This is a majestic, mythological beast.” He made a … Continue reading White stag
The fam is visiting our daughter this weekend in advance of her graduation next week. The College Kid will receive her master's degree on Monday, and we couldn't be more proud. Saturday we met up for a brunch of chicken and waffles (sorry, no pix, we ate a little too fast), then took a walk … Continue reading Old downtown
Thin spiral notebook 