Down by the Station, Early in the Morning. In 2010, we put in three cherry tomatoes and two bell peppers in the back; carrots. And Gerber daisies and marigolds and cukes out front. The kids thought it great fun to poke around and find worms. The Lilac Bed, with unknown spring bulb. A bonus bed for something tall! .

For queens who reign wherever they end up and for their loving subjects. The Truth of the Blog via Cat Power. So I just have to emerge from my larval state to say something. Which is, like that great and kooky singing lady said so, so much. For any of you people out there hankering to know more about the body in which Principessa inhabits a meager corner most days, Wilma has just founded his webworld here.

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Do you have a malfunction, my dear? Sunday, February 27, 2005. Was frustrated at Blogger in someways, and thus, have taken off and moved to a French blogging service. Saturday, November 27, 2004. The moon is so perfect. If I could, I would so marry it. The shadow cast by my feet upon the wall resembles the head of an ornery old snapping turtle. And I eat poetry with chopsticks.