Autumn in New York, why does it seem so inviting?
Once again, it’s time to see how much you think you know me.
rantings & ramblings
Autumn in New York, why does it seem so inviting?
Once again, it’s time to see how much you think you know me.
Smokey hurt himself the other week; given recent events, I’d say he’s better. Continue reading “Smokey has Played Us for Fools”
What does “dark” mean to you? Does it conjure up images of a villainous character, horror stories, or a dark mood? Continue reading “A Figment of Your Imagination”
No one is actually dead until the ripples they cause in the world die away
People are crying up the rich and variegated plumage of the peacock, and he is himself blushing at the sight of his ugly feet. – Saadi
Like curling up with in a favorite blanket after a long day at work, the Wheel of Time has turned ’round to Teaser Tuesday.
Continue reading “Teaser Tuesday: The Last Day of Marcus Tullius Cicero”