Heeding my call, a little lady came to visit my kitchen this morning.
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- alice engel
- alice mary lynch - dollmaker
- basement band
- bittersweets
- CATBIRD
- chell - who writes uncannily like the way she speaks
- daisy grove soap
- drew brody aka "the logic man"
- earl greyhound
- elizabeth deull
- erica weiner jewels
- fluffy goodness
- gabe's brain blog
- ghost gamblers
- mon petit fantome
- monuments
- oceanographer
- politics & prose
- the great lakes goods
b(e)lo(ved)gs
- 2 or 3 things i know
- a bloomsbury life
- alice wemple
- an apple a day
- bookslut blog
- catbird blog
- emma cassi
- ensuite
- hibernian homme
- hollister hovey
- identical eye
- indecorous taste
- little augury
- lux lotus
- open to cool
- saipua
- scout holiday
- shala
- so much to tell you
- the life cinematic
- the ugly earring
- vintage kids' book my kid loves
- we could grow up together
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- in lieu of rose-scented candles
- striving for truth or beauty as she talks
- 2nd Avenue
- it must be returned to the fire that made it
- Old friends
- A river of crystal light this rainy Sunday night
- My Castle, my books.
- Smitten, bitten and thank you Mark Bittman
- She is extremely modern.
- Home Now
- Teepee dreaming
- Nana rose early, for a bath and a cigarette
- Ramble On
- My castle, my books.
- With pearls trailing
- Eleanora Fagan gone away, 50 years ago today
- My precious
- The Second Dawn of Dunphy
- Quotidian
- The Violet Hour
- Curiosity, Beauty
- All perfumed
- Lady of the Lanterns
- My castle, my books.
- To strike, to smite, to sting
- Professional Hobbyist
- Bat Babies
- The fourth Age
- I scream softly
- "I did it with orchids, mostly"
- Throw me
- Garlands for a girl gone
- detritus, washed up on sheer, shallow shores
- If this be she
- With marble underfoot
- Lux Lotus
- God, I love you
- Teepee rejuvenating after a holiday with sweet peas
- Grave and beautiful
- The Beaches of Agnes
- Violet the Libertine, dressed in forest mint and moss
- Georgian Shadowplay
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1 comment:
that means good luck! i remember my good old summer in georgia, gazillions of them would gather at my dorm room window!
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