Over at a friend's house the other day, she made a few fussy sounds when her Walmart order arrived and she hadn't received the particular candy corn she'd requested.
"What's the big deal?" I asked.
Upon which she explained the candy corn were just too darn sweet (she has a point there) and that she…
I have a Solo Stove, and since starting to look into getting one, I've watched the market try to gobble up more space in the "easy, safe fire" solution category. Many an imitator. (And, heck, for all I know, Solo Stove riffed off of someone else's invention, so maybe they are the imitator.)
I have a bench.
I have a view.
I have quiet.
I have the blessings of space and a mind that wishes to be explored as I write, write, write.
And I have -- as I noticed when I took this photo -- a few of my favorite things.
A writing pad.
A bright-colored Energel pen.
Stopped by my mom’s house to pick up the milk jug gallons I had mostly filled with water a few days prior and put in her freezer. My aim? To use a couple/few jugs of frozen water as cooler ice for a local Burning Man regional festival (PDF - Playa del Fuego) I’m attending this…
Today has been a day of many errands. Many engagements with many "strangers," and people I don't know: the gal at Target with whom I started chatting in the cleaning-supplies aisles, the cashier at the Turkish grocery store down the street from where I live, the person helping me use my store-credit card at the…
When searching online for an image of people in a line, I found this image.
Le sigh, for those of you who recognize what this is. 'Tis not to be this year.
When you do go, check this out.