More apocalypse, less angst
I just bought enough of the above colours for a crocheted spring skirt – part of yet another attempt to add more colour to my wardrobe – and also to learn to crochet garments beyond the cap and scarf sets I’ve worked my way… Continue Reading “Yarn! Spring! Skirt!”
I had to take a schwack of advil this morning to deal with some sinus pain and that has left me without much to say this afternoon – so instead I present to you my favourite ornament on the festive branch: The Dancing Girl.… Continue Reading “The Dancing Girl”
I shook off my sweat, and the clinging veil of light. I knew I’d shattered the balance of the day, the spacious calm of this beach on which I had been happy. But I fired four shots more into the inert body, on which… Continue Reading “Mersault’s meaning.”
Not being a student of the stage, I only recently became acquainted with the concept of the “Machiavel” in Elizabethan theatre. This (according to the best defnition I’ve found) is “primarily a person who puts his own personal survival and power above any traditional… Continue Reading “The Machiavel?”
I have been home sick since about Sunday, give or take a couple small errands, and so I am updating my blog from bed this morning. Finishing off my coffee before I shuffle into the bath and then get on with whatever household chores… Continue Reading “A little updating.”