Every year there is that one beautiful day in late November when I remember that Holiday Grapes exist.
Sometimes I just want to look at soothing pictures without being told I need to spend money or should feel bad about myself.
My copy of The Testaments came a week early, so last night I picked it up to read a few pages and by 11:15 had finished. I don’t want to put in any spoilers, so I’ll say it’s worth reading: a story about the hope and terror of trying when it seems useless, a story for 2019.
Also, avoid the reviews, which are filled with spoilers on the characters. You would likely figure these details out as you read, but there’s joy in the finding.
For fall semester, I’m trying out an A6 Hobonichi instead of the larger Cousin because sometimes follow-through is linked to there you set the bar.
(Also, I’m a bit tired of the weight and I am in love with the grey wood bird case but I would definitely need to be sure on the size before that kind of commitment.)
There’s nothing quite so gratifying as finding out that a student I’ve worked with for years, and who I know has overcome much, is receiving a well-deserved honor. It reminds me why I do this.
Go forth and fly (in an airplane, to another country)!