A Reprise

Olive's names... , a photo by ladyhildegarde on Flickr. Miss Olive Ollie Aloo Potato Cthulhu Cat fish Baby bat

So could they be happy, now that Christoph was no longer in relationship with his mistress? Because there was a change in him. His blue eyes met her eyes with such crystalline clarity, a sort of glaring happiness when he looked at her. No man had ever looked at her with real love before, so she could not say if he were true. Were those the doubts and questions she should be considering? Was her happiness dependent on what Christoph did or didn't feel? Being a woman, would her feelings naturally fall where they should fall over time, and she would experience a happy marriage? Perhaps a girl would have written her mother for advice, but Delphinia associated such an idea with deep discomfort. Her mother was much more like a friend's mother whom she saw occasionally. Her mother no doubt was like herself in keeping her thoughts her own. The trait had led to the two never having any kind of meaningful relationship. And her father. Any shade of suggestion that she should do otherwis

You were born during a New moon. The moon is dark in this phase, because the half that's illuminated by the sun is facing away from Earth. You want to leave an impression on people and make your mark on the world. When you love an idea, you'll work hard for it, sometimes even dropping whatever it is you're doing to go on to the next new great thing that's captured your imagination. The more freedom you have to chose what you're doing, the busier you'll be. http://spacefem.com/quizzes/moon

Wandering through a humble district of antique shops looking for a special one that carried boutique items from my favorite indie designer. I had seen her jewelry pieces there the last time but hesitated. Now after dreaming of them I felt I truly wanted to purchase several. In addition the boutique section of this antique mall looked like a Walgreens. This favorite designer came out with a makeup line called October, and every piece of it I tried was exquisite. Goth-themed like all of her work, the cheek color left silvery sheen and the ruddy lipstick was called "Savage Garden." All so vivid, I remember each detail. In this antique shop I had purchased an old painting decorated with fragile pearls: one had crumbled when I touched it. But on this second visit I found an identical painting hanging, with the pearls, but it was only half-finished.

WTF Amanda you tool what was all this crap about sweeping floors in a coffee shop and living the bohemian life 'cause you don't need a career to feel validated why so silent and depressed WTF First and Second Gardens Chickens What I am reading What I am writing (or thinking about writing) WTF thought you were going to sew your own clothes and stuff and embroider every day and sit out on your truck and WTF Okay, okay. #1 I have let myself get a little upset about some extenuating circumstances, but I am okay now, I really, really did not like my Plan B but in the past few days I have really started warming up to it, and I think I might even be able to put my love into it. I have put so much love into Plan A, loved it with all of my heart, but it's not giving me any love back. Ha ha, oddly reading Bride of the Water God is turning my mind (See #4 below) from this narrow-minded thinking and seeing what harm can come when it doesn't love you back.  So now that I am

The meagre diet of wishes , a photo by ladyhildegarde on Flickr.

First chick , a photo by ladyhildegarde on Flickr. Cinderella's first chick, started hatching yesterday. This morning it was peeping like crazy but its legs are still in the egg.

Once all of ***this*** is over with I want to get a Henna tattoo at the Harmony House...

Earth, air, water, fire Grant me this my one desire My heart and will are strong To last this expanse so long I know that dreams prevail While present self-belief grows frail Yet day to day's a waking dream Of hot, of cold, of see and seem When I can't take another moment Here's another thousand moments Good things come to those who wait But sometimes good things come too late Will I last or quietly expire Awaiting that one true desire

Great expanse , a photo by ladyhildegarde on Flickr.