And art

And reading (for myself, at last)
To review his life, was like descending a green tree in fruit and flower, and seeing all the branches wither and drop off one by one, as he came down towards them.
'From the unhappy suppression of my youngest days, through the rigid and unloving home that followed them, through my departure, my long exile, my return, my mother's welcome, my intercourse with her since, down to the afternoon of this day with poor Flora,' said Arthur Clennam, 'what have I found!'
His door was softly opened, and these spoken words startled him, and came as if they were an answer,
'Little Dorrit.'
-Charles Dickins, Little Dorrit
And a new layout! Woo! Hopefully new buttons will follow soon enough.
Summer's nearly over. Sheesh, it went fast. Pretty soon it'll be chilly and wet and I'll need to wear scarves and hats.
…Hopefully not that soon, though ;)
I'll have to crack down on holiday knitting as well. Or at least, knit things for myself to wear in the holiday season, haha.
I want to make more socks. Hmm.






2 comments:
Okay, I am finally done hyperventilating at you posting...something...anything!
Next: What chu got 'gainst hats n scarves?!
I am so post-deprived, I know.
Nothing much, expect I want to wear them in the proper seasons, and not mid-September
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