
Sometimes I wish I could sleep through the storms.
Wishing safety, light, warmth and nourishment for all who need it.

I just finished reading China Mieville’s Perdido Street Station.
I liked that in his world, pretty much all species, all things, and the city itself all have a kind of sentience.

I went to New Zealand once. It didn’t really look like this, but it had strange wonderful birds and mountains.

ancestor dance.
I had some help from one of the kitties, Wrack or Ruin, which accounts for some of the smudginess. Good Samhain, or Halloween, to all.

delectable concoctions from the chemical soda fountain

too much anime in my air

basking in the light of the dream carp

waiting for the oncoming storm

garden fairy with boots
Kate Greenough's daily drawings