I just found this picture on the awesome blog The English Muse. The picture is linked from this flickr (don't you love the blogosphere in all its interwoven glory?). Anyway, I found this adorable. I am officially exhausted, and only Adele is making me feel better.
When poetry hits the right notes, it reverberates with something in the marrow of your bones and your spinal chord and it shakes you and wakes you up -- sometimes with a jolt, sometimes with a quiet kiss on the shoulder, sometimes with tears in your eyes with thoughts of days gone by. It is … Continue reading Number 316
Work is becoming a bit more manageable lately (by lately, I mean as of this afternoon), so I'm counteracting that by routinely buying used books and checking out books from the library until the stacks grow large and start to tip a little on the bookshelf. Then I feel comfortably overwhelmed again. In the stack … Continue reading More Piles of Books to Read