From the monthly archives:
And only one day after I posted those pictures of my daylillies in front of the shed? The ones that were just about ready to burst into song? They started singing. The best part of all this is that I really didn’t know what colors would greet me when they finally opened their mouths and [...]
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I got a present in the mail today. The best letter Jane Austen ever wrote — and, I would say, the only time she ever really got the narrative climax scene right, without any goddamn, infernally coy drawing-of-the-veil-over-the-lovers’-scene.
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At the end of each day that I work from home, I close my laptop, blink a few times to adjust to the middle-distance of it all, and stride purposefully out of the house, usually for the first time all day. It is Time To Take a Turn About the Room.
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Doodling in whitework, messing about with needle and thread, and making a little pillow of the moon.
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There was this one sculpture in the V&A Museum in London. There’s this… veil. Over the statue’s face. It is, naturally, made of stone. Seriously? How do you even do that?
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