Love gray water, a New England sky; my birthday present to myself this week is a jaunt to the Cape where it always seems the ocean has been waiting just for me.
Some blog visits - Stephanie's post made me cry, she's astonishing to me in her bravery and grace. Nan has another great book review up - and she has a thing going where she will not buy a book this year (ah, but then there is the library!), Over here, there's poetry in the prose and dragons alongside the wonderful ginger cats. A little reminder - my poems still up at Anderbo, do take a gander... (Susan Moorhead, if you please), Alison has turned gardening tools into art, and Joan is doing new math over at Charleston Daily Photo which always makes me want to hop on a plane and roam the flower-scented streets of that beautiful city. Would love to add more, however, the young man informs me the eggs have cooled and it's time to dye them...when next I post, I'll be older but hopefully, sea-charmed and salt-cured. Cheers.