A good year for dreams?
There is SO much to build, love, protect, and share -- and it's a beautiful sunny day.
Strange, bloody days.
It took fifteen years. This week, I gave back the badge that told people, 'I was once Visitor 55.'
Not everyone -- except Hermione Granger, perhaps -- enjoys a SPAG test.
That time of year again
Fatpatch, my running buddy and muse.
That, I thought, would be where my stories would come home.
Lay the fire. Place the books on the cushions, and throw a blanket over the chair. Consider, first, a run in the late summer rain.
I want a Black Abba t-shirt.
What will we do?
Stay safe and stay apart - but know you're not alone.
Uncertainty is a void. Nature is beautiful. Beautiful does not mean kind.