“A bird may love a fish, Signore, but where would they live?”

‘Then I shall have to make you chicken wings’.



Bucket List

These are not listed in any particular order.

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1. Do a flip 2. Start my own coffee/tea shop business /charity/library “The happiness [Fezziwig] gives is quite as great as if it cost a fortune.”. 3. Walk in a giant forest and for at least a little while go barefoot and lay under the trees 4. Drink from a mountain stream possibly at dawn while the sun sparkles on the water 5. Go to a rock concert or big festival 6. Paint a Masterpiece 7. Ride a horse at full gallop. If possible my own horse (epic name suggestions welcome) across a moonlit meadow or desert plain. 8. Drink tea in England with my best friend 9. Camp in the desert and dance under the stars with abandon 10. Volunteer with a group that saves forests. And girl scouts.

Mr. Jenkins

Now I understand Captain Ahab and  Brutus.

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Generally I look at these characters with Bambi like bewilderment “Whyyyy would someone do that?”

But something has changed.

There comes a moment when someone whom you have placed even the most cursory amount of trust in and been generous to for their little errors as most kind humans are won’t to do; Suddenly they reveal that they have secret daggers with which they will coldly use against you should an opportunity arise in which they may further their own agendas or inflate their sense of power.

And on the outside you are like:

But inside:

When that moment sinks in, despite whatever sugary coating it is presented in, the aha moment is unmistakable.


For now the fire burns


but I will let it, lest I once again allow my guard to fall.

Excuse me, now I have to go grow a beard and set candle wicks in it to terrify my enemies.


A Love Letter for the Carolina Wren

The Carolina Wren is my favorite bird. The sound* it makes is like spring after rain has left little droplets of crystal on everything. It’s voice evokes the feeling of a cool breeze in clear morning sunshine. I can smell clover when I hear it. Not only that but I am a bit of an anglophile and the call is often referred to as “teakettle-teakettle! “. This bird is classy and understated. Need I say more?  If I could make an awesome cosplay costume I would be the Carolina Wren.