It was like we were college girls again--hanging out on campus in the sun,
trying on TS' cool sunglasses.
Brigid and Georgina flew in for a weekend visit--Brigid's first visit since she helped me drive out here almost three years ago. I guess I have more furniture now.
George was very hungry. She chewed on her whale of a book.
Shangri-la has my Grandma's dishes!
Friday and Saturday night us writing program hangers-on hosted a reading of our work at Fort Gondo Compound for the Arts.
Lots o' folks showed up. Eileen read her poetry.
Eric read from his novel-in-progress on Friday, along with Anton and Andrew, who escaped the camera.
Mat said: Let's pretend like we're really good friends.
How did that go? David is rough, like the streets.
The sum of these appendages, plus a little more, equals Jaffa.
She is hording the disappearing bees.
Rock stars: Georgina, Brigid, and Elizabeth.
The folllowing are all part of another one of those cool animations series, but I like these stills on their own.
Goodnight moon. Goodnight velvet chair. Goodnight Satellite Readers.
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Mat & I are tight, Shena. I don't know who gave you faulty information.
Shangri-La before you change zip codes?
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