WE HAVE THE BIGGEST SKY out here. Spreading from horizon to horizon, unhindered by the fog of city lights, it brightens and blankets us, bewilders us, curls its toes into our warm edges. It's no wonder we reach up and think we can gather the stars in our hands.
There are things you cannot pick up:
pennies, sticks, leaves, yourself.
They are too heavy.
If you try, you will fall and not stand again.
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( Onto my more chatty blog, yes! ) Sussex dragons…
Yes, librarians are certainly welcome to use our mode of transport.
Did you ever read Jeremy Thatcher, Dragon Hatcher as a child? I believe that is where my love of…
Oh! This is the bookbinder you mentioned! cx (And eee, I am a librarian, aren’t I? Three years in and I’m still excited to be called one!)
I don’t believe I’ve read Jeremy Thatcher, Dragon Hatcher, which is a bit ridiculous. I’m fairly sure it was one of the student’s choice book award nominees for Minnesota a while back …
Minnesota dragons are very likely ice wyrms of some sort. They are amphibious and hibernate during the summer, buried in the mud at the bottom of lakes and deeper rivers. Sometimes, when the water is low and you’re canoeing, you may scrape your boat over their backs. Many of them have streaks of silver on their hides from aluminum canoes.
So I had all of that grape juice, plus some pulp I hadn’t squeezed out properly yet—and yes, there’s still another gallon pickle jar full of grape juice I haven’t touched—and I needed a productive project for my evening …
I love dyeing yarn. I do think our grapes make a beautiful shade!