Wednesday

Fingernails: sheer, demure pink. Mighty understated. With all this typing I could pry bottlecaps off with these nails. Ah, well they won't last long...

Toenails: The opposite: black & glossy. The last vestige of punk on the middle aged body. Not tree climbing-ly long. For toes only a black or black red is preferred. Nothing more odd looking than a foot.

Finished reading "The Art of Keeping Secrets" by Eva Rice. London as a young woman in the 1950s. Eccentrics galore! I enjoyed it immensely, particularly the description of the clothes.

After four terribly hot days, at last we had a big delicious blanket of bay scented fog. And all was right again with the world. Aaaaah.

You must check out this dollmaker. Brilliant!

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