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It’s Jem’s Fault   4 comments

This is what the new house looks like from the land side. I had to temporarily derezz some of the trees in front to show it.

The weird thing about houses is that they almost always look like nothing is happening inside of them, even though they contain most of our lives. I wondered if that was sort of the point of architecture.

John Green, The Fault in Our Stars

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“Black Coffee, Babe!”   1 comment

It is inhumane, in my opinion, to force people who have a genuine medical need for coffee to wait in line behind people who apparently view it as some kind of recreational activity.

Dave Barry

These days, it seems, you gotta have something else besides just the coffee — you need a great coffeehouse to serve the brew up. And not just the coffee, but the ever-essential pastries and sandwiches and juices. I suspect (based on my reading; I’m not that old) that anyone who hung out in a Sixties beatnik coffeehouse, and then was dropped into a modern Starbucks, would shriek in horror, and demand that they immediately go back to serving just coffee, right that instant (no, not instant coffee), or she would explain to them the absurdity of all human activity, and let them struggle with the existential shock.

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Her Heart is Water   Leave a comment

Her heart is water, its own self its stay.
It will be fog or cloud or haze, or frail
Mists that wander after daylight pale.
It will be all things: the sea’s salty spray
White in the wind, cast fuming on a shore
Stone-desolate; a river’s liquid song;
A fountain wearing jewels for a throng
Of dancing waves; a pool forevermore
Quiet under leaves gold-rimmed, death-black;
A sea-mirror; or, made of sweet love dreaming,
A crystal well; a molten river gleaming
Under hot sun, flame following its track;
Falls rapids; wild water of storm and trouble;
Or, being quit of love, a gay bubble.

James J. Ryan, “Her Heart is Water.” Poetry Magazine vol. 33, no. 5 (February 1929), p. 240.

  • Skin: Fallen Gods Vanitas Electric, with Fallen Gods Discovery gold tattoo set on face and body
  • Head: LAQ Zahra 3.05 Bento
  • Full body: Maitreya Lara 4.1
  • Eyes: orbs of skies (Marketplace only)
  • Hair: Vanity Hair Little Lies (Music pack)
  • Dress: Fallen Gods Favorita (Teal)
  • Shoes: KC Couture Eliza
  • Jewelry: Right hand: Luminesse Ziella Tookha ring; Left hand: Chop Zuey Sea Pearls ring
  • Nails: Ascendant Golden Girl 03

Photographed at Thornfast region (Fantasy Faire 2019)

Walking in Dublin   Leave a comment

Put on my green pump shoes
And I boarded the plane
Touched down in the land of my Dublin crew
In the middle of the pouring rain
Daniel O’Connell, won’t you look down over me
Yeah, I got a first class ticket
An’ I’m as green as a girl can be


Then I’m walking in Dublin
Walking with James Joyce striding at my heels
Walking in Dublin
But do I really feel the way I feel?

With many apologies to Marc Cohn

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Bay City Morning   Leave a comment

I can tell you this, because I live just across the state, only maybe four counties away from the real-world Bay City — it don’t look this good right now. Freezing rain, snow, winds, and the temperature’s taking a plummet. It comes close to tempting me to take on Diana’s attitude about sunny skies. Not even the fur shrug I’ve got on would help much, and anyone who wears a mini in Michigan in January really should have their head examined.

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Riverwalk Sunday

 

I’ve found a new friend, who calls herself Morgan Vanderzwaan.  (Don’t ask me where she came up with the name; I don’t get some of these references myself.)  Morgan says she comes from around Holland, Michigan — which should keep Harper, the native Michigan girl, happy, lol.  Anyway, Morgan is willing to do an occasional photo shoot, though she’s not into writing.

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