Well at last Hilary Clinton has said all the right things.
Shame she couldn’t manage the smile.
Well at last Hilary Clinton has said all the right things.
Shame she couldn’t manage the smile.
Now, time to make sure there really was a sermon in there somewhere.
The culling of books has begun.
The trouble with being a dabbler is that I keep hoping to turn back to things to study them (or remember them) properly one day. So, given the task of choosing which of my State-side books to keep, I have a riduculous pile of things that includes books on several languages I can’t speak, costumes I will never make again, equations that eluded me at the best of times, horses that barely exist in Britain, as well as the more sensible novels, poems, books of theology and childhood favorites. Oh, and a few on cognitive development and curriculum planning since they do come in handy.
Sheer and utter madness.
Some people have photo albums. I have a library.
blossoming day.
Mystic draw bridge
(a further photo for engineers below)