My journal of big words and pretty pictures
It’s always something with her - “get me this,” “bring me that,” “go here,” “go there,” “is my dress pretty?” Her tea was too cold, her bed furs too hot. She wants her hair in a braid, she wants it pulled up into blasphemous cornettes. She should have been shorn of her golden tresses just … Continue reading Lady in waiting
He was never someone who willing shared his feelings. He’d just hold it all inside, dropping vague hints about things that were bothering him, but never saying exactly what the problem was. It started as a joke. During a particular frustrating lull in daily conversations - he denied any passive-aggressive silent treatment - I told … Continue reading Penny for your thoughts
Thin spiral notebook 