Meanwhile, there is much work to be done. Repeat after me: Papa, potatoes, poultry, prunes, and prism, are all very good words for the lips: especially prunes and prism. Charles Dickens, Little Dorrit
I sat cross-legged on the blanket with my two babies – our treasures set before us – the delicacies I’d climbed up onto the kitchen chair to pluck from the furthest reaches of the high wood-planked cupboards. Pastel colored tiny marshmallows, breadsticks, rusks, cheese, salami, mandarin oranges, baking chocolate, crackers, roasted peppers, marzipan, big soft […]
I keep falling asleep and having the strangest dreams. There’s something about being a little chick in your big hands . . . that must be the reason. This time I had a dream that I was a human woman. Naturally I was in a yellow dress, pretty much the color of my natural feathers, […]
Yes, of course I will marry you! As soon as you get off that hobby horse and get rid of the little whip! (And it would be great if you could get some new shoes, too) . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . […]
Hello, William! How nice to see you for a visit! Yes, yes I know we are just married but I’m still trying to sort out what to bring with me when I leave my cottage (and its 90 acres, let’s not forget that) and besides, we haven’t paid for the marriage license bond yet and […]
