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--OR-- Edna St. Vincent Mall-AI For the last month I've been ecstatically devouring Nancy Milford's extensive biography of poet and performer Edna St. Vincent Millay. "Vincent" led a life that was full of delicious intrigue, passionate love letters, writing poems in bed, and other ways to burn the candle at both ends. Milford is an… Continue reading AI turns poetry into PURE HORROR!
I am a Leo, after all. Observing New Moon in Leo August is great for SUNFLOWERS. And this year, the weather turned mid-month, maybe not for keeps, but wowwww is it nice to wake up to 60 degrees in the morning. (In all fairness, I sometimes wake up at 5 a.m.) This autumn preview is… Continue reading Let me say something nice about August.
August is hot and unrelenting; it's also the month I must work outdoors. My whole month is consumed by County Fair: prep, its running, its dramas, take down, and recovery. It's been over almost a week but I haven't even begun to recover. The week before Fair, a dangerous windstorm blew a large recycling can… Continue reading In late summer, I burn out.
We had the big family reception at our house, and it was beautiful and crazy and overwhelming and perfect. I don't know if I'm going to post pictures of so many people's faces here because again, I don't know if I can trust Google like that. But for now, here's what June was like, slightly… Continue reading Every hydrangea season, I become a mystic.
*Well, bright until the wildfire smoke came. Most of what I've been up to in the last three weeks falls into one of these categories: Things I Make You If You Are Married To Me: Yummy Things I Ate: CRAZY GETTING HOUSE READY FOR BIG PARTY: Beach season is upon us! Oh yeah. I survived… Continue reading Three Weeks of Bright* Days
Laura Eppinger 