Frozen over, shivering, like the flowers that bloom before the last frost. Tomorrow she would dress far less optimistically.
She may not have much but she's got lazy Sundays and multiple cuddle buddies.
Up before the sun on the sun's day.
Too many things reminded her of the accident. But today the flags were finally full-mast once again. The city had stopped mourning, just in time for more death.
Hooch Bourbon House
Ottawa: arguably the world's most beautiful capitol city.
Another nice night.
My office. Otherwise known as House #2.
Lapham's Quarterly - great summer reading. I miss the ocean, having grown up on the deck of a fishing vessel. The next best thing is reading about high seas adventures.