April 2022
When bullying April bruised mine eyes
With sleet-bound appetites and crude
Experiments of green, I still was wise
And kissed the blossoming rod.
– Cecil Day-Lewis
When bullying April bruised mine eyes
With sleet-bound appetites and crude
Experiments of green, I still was wise
And kissed the blossoming rod.
– Cecil Day-Lewis
March is such a fickle month. It is the seam between winter and spring—though seam suggests an even hem, and March is more like a rough line of stitches sewn by an unsteady hand, swinging wildly between January gusts and June greens. You don’t know what you’ll find, until you step outside. – V. E. Schwab
Read More March 2022“I blink January’s lashes
and gush down December’s cheeks”
― Sanober Khan, Turquoise Silence
“I know that I have died before—once in November.” – Anne Sexton
Read More November 2021There was more color in October than I had thought. My GF and I did a fun horror photo shoot. I ate amazing Soul Food and made my favorite fall treat: the stuffed and baked pumpkin. B and I went to my first California Renaissance Faire. BP and I went to the most amazing Halloween […]
Read More October 2021 • The RestLike the sandwich, but not.
Read More Small Bites – PB&J Tray Bake, Except It’s A Circle.Staying on brand with some food and plants.
Read More August 2021Summer’s First Swing.
Read More June 2021Except it’s just wings.
Read More Wings and PizzaAnd you’ve just had some kind of mushroom, and your mind is moving low
Read More Small Bites – An Exercise Concerning Fungus