Patterns...

Patterns by Amy Lowell (1874-1925)

from Men, Women, and Ghosts

I walk down the garden paths,
And all the daffodils
Are blowing, and the bright blue squills.
I walk down the patterned garden-paths
In my stiff, brocaded gown.
With my powdered hair and jewelled fan,
I too am a rare
Pattern. As I wander down
The garden paths.

My dress is richly figured,( And the train... )

Supernatural...

A show I never thought I would watch, or comment on. Or want to watch. But my friend explodedteabag was at my place for dinner and I asked her if she's like to watch something. Sure, she said. Let's watch Supernatural.

So we watched four or five episodes.

And I enjoyed myself.

I am bowled over with surprise. It isn't like I thought it would be at all.

Writer's Block: Trip Down Memory Lane

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It's hard to choose, but I think the best was going to Orkney with my friend Anne. What an amazing place. Beautiful, fascinating, different - and I've never seen a place with more history or prehistory per square inch. All that, and a Dunnett site too. Everyone there treated us well, and I'll never forget it - or the Orkney fudge.



Picture taken from this site.