Just saying… Or rather just screaming….
Shriek
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Life in the Slow Lane
Job
Still waiting for the decision on that one job. OMG they’re dragging this out for an uncomfortably long time… Not like I’m doing anything else. Applied to drive school bus, I hear they’re always hiring. I can do anything as long as I can sit. Limiting and not in a good way these days.
Girl Crushes and Love Everlasting
I have a crush. Steve Marriott. His intensity of voice and movement just knocks my socks off. And his story moves me intensely. Because I relate to it so much. And it’s bringing up some stuff let me tell you.
Haws
Because I’m parking my car all over the neighborhood, I’m discovering areas I haven’t visited before. I discovered the most lovely Hawthorn tree I’ve ever seen the other day. It’s beauty and form is truly something. Maybe I’ll take my camera and get a photo of her. She is quite old with a little faery door in her trunk. Her branches spread out over the sidewalk like an umbrella. And she is just overloaded with haws. Yes, that is what the berries of the hawthorn tree are called. Haws.
I plucked a bunch (after leaving an offering, I always leave an offering) yesterday and plan on making a haw protection necklace just like the rowan berry strands.
So twee, yes?
Are You F*cking Kidding Me?
This gem is just too precious not to pass on and share with as much of the world as I can. There are very few folks I know or knew who would fall into this category but I have a few friends with such persons in their histories (most of mine don’t know my actual NAME). On a bad day I would say that The Forgiven falls here, I mean I forgave him, sure, but I don’t want to be friends. He wrote me a couple months ago telling me that after all the bad stuff he still had warm fuzzy feelings about me. I mean as if I give a shit really. I seriously can’t say the same. My reply was courteous and kind. But I just had to say, quietly in my head, “are you f*cking kidding me?” So, with no further ado and perambulations…
Stitch Witch Cottage 